When I Am Old One Day
When I am old one Day
Children will laugh as I shuffle on by
Resting with every Stride,
Believing that steps were never so high
When I am old one Day, surrounded by Pieces is long ago
I will recall today and wonder where all the hours go
Will I sit in the Park, Time on my Hands
To soak up the sun, or will I have made my Mark,
And still have some Things that have to be done.
Will I talk to the Air,
Mumbling Phrases to Shadows
That hide with People who stop to stare
and wonder just who I see at my side
When I am old one Day
Watching the Children playing their Game
Someone may pass my Way
And look at my Face
And call out my Name
And then he´ll remember when
I stood on the Stage and I sang this song
And maybe we´ll both try then
To remember the Words and sing along
When I am old one Day.
When I am old one Day，surrounded by Pieces is long ago
I will recall today  and wonder where all the hours go
When I am old one Day