We All Get Old

Maybe I’m right
And you’re wrong it doesn’t matter
In the course of our lifetimes
You’ll surely start running away
We’ll wait and see about that
But if you don’t stay with me, baby
Well, if you don’t stay with me baby
I’ll be right there in your mirror
When you get old
And we all get old
Time washes it in
And the high tide takes it out again
I’ve seen you trying to bail out
Trying to cast your stone
I seen you trying to flag that cab
But if you don’t stay with me, darling
If you don’t stay with me baby
I’ll be right there in your mirror
When you get old
And we all get old
I may not like to be rushed (?)
And I don’t like to be hurt (cursed? purged?)
And you I don’t like to be turned into anything
Why don’t you keep my phone number in mind
Why don’t you keep my phone number in mind
For I’ll be right there in your mirror
When we get old
And we all get old