Getting Old Lyrics

In the early morning light I see the lines upon my face

Time has etched its story in every crease and every place

I used to run so swiftly with wings upon my feet

Now I stroll along and tip my hat to everyone I meet

Getting old like vintage wine

Every year another chapter in this book of mine

With each passing day a new story to be told

I'm embracing every moment as I'm getting old

So raise a glass to getting old to wisdom that it brings

To the beauty of the journey as the bell of time still rings

In the tapestry of life each thread a story to be told

But within my heart the fire still burns with love that don't grow old

Getting old like vintage wine

Every year another chapter in this book of mine

With each passing day a new story to be told

I'm embracing every moment as I'm getting old

Getting old like vintage wine

Every year another chapter in this book of mine

With each passing day a new story to be told

I'm embracing every moment as I'm getting old