I just wanted you to get old,
Like the army-green Volvo,
And the toys we sold,
Like the books that you read me,
And the jokes you told,
I just wanted you to get old.
I just wanted you to get old.
Like vacations in Tahoe
And your skiing poles,
The ones I held onto tightly
'Til you said, "let go",
I just wanted you to get old.
And I'm sorry that I never get around
To picking up the phone
Or staying home.
I swear to God that
I must be the worst person I've found.
Tell me, would it be too late to appreciate you?
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..
'Cause I still want you to get old.
Please forgive me, I know it doesn't always show,
But I'll try to be better if you don't let go,
I just want you to get old.