MOG

Oh, please let me grow old with you
Stood dazed in the doorway, the King and Queen of Clowns

After everything we've been through, what's left to prove?
So please, please let me grow old with you
After everything we've been through, what's left to prove?
Please

After everything we've been through, what's left to prove?
So please, please let me grow old with you
But tied to the same track, the two of us look back
So please, please let me grow old with you
We've buried our feelings a little too deep in the ground
We've been flipped like a coin, both of us landing face-down
Oh, please let me grow old with you
So please, please, please

We've been flipped like a coin, both of us landing face-down
We've been living with sorrow, been up, down and all around

So please, please, please
So please, please, please
How many more times can we lay on the line
Stood dazed in the doorway, the King and Queen of Clowns
Please
At oncoming trains ahead
Watching our love hang by a thread

Oh, please let me grow old with you