Lyrics

V1
Over and over
I went through the French doors
I’d run down to the backyard
Where I’d fly and I’d climb and I’d fall and I’d score

When I was older
We had to pave half of
the backyard to make room
For a new room for my brother coming home

CH
Getting older is solvent for the soul
Getting older is happening
Hope I’m ready now

V2
Go there today and
I still see the French doors
That once led to adventure
Now they just lead to another part of the house

Oh that reminds me
That I’m tired and that love grows
When grief does if you let it
I will let it cause I think I’m giving out

CH2
Getting older is solvent for the soul
Getting older is happening
Oh it’s happening now
Getting older is solvent for the soul
Getting older is happening
Hope I’m ready now

OUT
Getting older is solvent for the soul
Getting older is happening
Are you with me, dear?