We Get Old

Album: Red Milk (RPM 2012)
Written by: Marc Poirier

We Get Old

We used to go out in the snow
When we felt the urge to go
With every passing season we get old
The tricks we used to play
In the snow where I would lay
Made a promise to myself I’d never change

In the snow where we would play
I would finally spend the day
But when seasons slowly change
Find myself looking away