If you can leave it all would you drive me out west
we could settle down in some second hand place
we can make up stories of our childhood days out there

and I could be the queen of our small town parade
you could be the leader of the old marching band
you could play the drum
I could wave my hand from the crowd

and tell me all about it when we're older
we can laugh about how I told you life could be

well maybe I could turn you from your wandering ways
you could rescue me from all my stupid mistakes
you could be the shrink (?) I could be naive

tell me all about it when we're older
we can laugh about how I always told you life could be

someday we'll remember the way of our years
hang ourselves a photo of our younger years
you can call me baby and I can call you dear

tell me all about it when we're older
we can laugh at how I always told you life could be
tell me all about it when we're older
we can laugh at how I always told you life could be