Intro: Am C G7 F 

Am 
No more tears, my heart is dry 
C 
 I don't laugh and I don't cry 
G7 
 I don't think about you all the time 
F 
 But when I do I wonder why 

You have to go out of my door 
 And leave just like you did before 
 I know I said that I was sure 
 But rich men can't imagine poor. 
 


[Refrão]
Am                     C 
One day baby, we'll be old 
                   G7 
 Oh baby, we'll be old 
                              F 
 And think of all the stories that we could have told 

Am   C   G7   F 
Little me and little you 
 Kept doing all the things they do 
 They never really think it through 
 Like I can never think you're true 

Am   C   G7   F 
Here I go again the blame 
 The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame 
 The founding fathers of our plane 
 That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain. 



[Refrão]
One day baby, we'll be old 
 Oh baby, we'll be old 
 And think of all the stories that we could have told.