You know the way desire is
Always wanting something that it just can’t have
Turning love’s picture to the wall
Next moment there’s no turning back
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Look at me read what’s written here
This whole routine is getting old
You know the way the light is
Always painting someone else’s windows gold
Fate sends a bottle spinning round
Eyes steal a glance that stops you cold
Remind me why we’re doing this
You know it’s silly but I keep forgetting
Darling from where I’m sitting hey
This whole routine is getting old
It’s getting old
So for the fire that gets lit
And for the flame that regrets it
As you were then plus and minus
Sailing by like ocean liners
Do you hear me boy
(it’s getting old)
Stare into the dim and distant
Where it used to be so different
Do you feel me boy
(it’s getting old)
You can give a man everything he wants
Sit back and watch him
Disappear it boy
Now you know the way that time is
Stretching out then like a circle turning round
Suddenly that circle is a sun
That’s blushing red and sinking down
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That some might find upsetting
Look at me read what’s written here
This whole routine is getting…
Old
And for the fire that gets lit
And for the flame that regrets it
Yeah
It’s getting old, it’s getting old
(Do you hear me boy)
It’s getting old, it’s getting old, yeah it’s getting old, it’s getting old
You can give a man everything he wants
Sit back and watch him
Well, it’s getting old, it’s getting old
You can give a man everything he wants
Sit back and watch him
Disappear it boy
You know this whole routine is getting old
It’s getting old
Getting old