My heart went out to Jeffrey
It bled dry in its returning
Through the years all I've known is the knowing
That this heart is only my own

The sound of it came crashing
But so silent to your musical ears
No, you'll never the know the difference between you and the rest
Until the safety of all these years

We'd be grey and old
I would knit you sweaters in the cold
And we'd be just like my grandparents
When they go dancing
When they go dancing

When you left that evening sober
The rain poured down on my dry feet
So long to the city lights
And hello to the country's slow breeze

As is part of the landscape
And as the palm of the hand
There are some features which claim so local
To this feeling inside my body

We'd be grey and old
I would knit you sweaters in the cold
And we'd be just like my grandparents
When they go dancing
When they go dancing

Time, time, time will change
All else just stays the same
With your flame and your wooden sticks
I'm a rambler to meet you half way

We'd be grey and old
I would knit you sweaters in the cold
And we'd be just like my grandparents
When they go dancing
When they go dancing

And if I could only see that day you were mine
I would take this chance, this blessing
And be the only thing I know to be
And if I could only see that day you were mine
I would take this chance, this blessing
And be the only thing I know to be
I know to be

We'd be grey and old
I would knit you sweaters in the cold
And we'd be just like my grandparents
When they go dancing
When they go dancing