When I'm older, I will build.
Take a cabin in a clover field.
In the elements I’m growing,
Growing closer to, the things of old.

One, two, three, four

When I'm older, I will feel,
The rain on my face as I'm working in my garden,
When I’m older, I’ll plant the ground
Reminisce the age when this was all we had.

In my elements, I’m growing,
Growing closer, I’m growing closer to, the things old.

Lyrics submitted by Riverside1

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