A Reminder

If I get old, I will not give in

But if I do, remind me of this.

Remind me that, once I was free,

Once I was clear, once I was me.

And if I sit down, and cross my arms,

Hold me to, this song.

Knock me out, smash out my brains,

If I take a chair, start to talk shit.....

If I get old, remind me of this:

That night we kissed, that I really meant it.

Whatever happens, if we're still speaking.

Pick up the phone, play me this song