She's gone She's rolled up the windows Put all the curtains away And your hair isn't silver It's gray Stop kidding yourself You're old You're old So she's gone She's been saving up seconds And putting them away In a secret kind of bank And she's so very careful To say thanks But old men Are suddenly old men Old men She's walking away All your life Suddenly she's yesterday All your life And walking away All your life And taking away All your life Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye