Line One is the time
That you, you first stayed over at mine
And we drank our first bottle of wine
And we cried
Line Two we`re away
And we both, we both had nowhere to stay
Well the bus-shelter`s always OK
When you`re young
Now you`re older and I look at your face
Every wrinkle is so easy to place
And I only write them down just in case
That you die
Let`s take a look at these crows feet, just look
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Sixty 25th of Decembers
Fifty-nine 4th of Julys
Not through the age or the failure, children
Not through the hate or despise
Take a good look at these crows feet
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Line Three I forget
But I think, I think it was our first ever bet
And the horse we backed was short of a leg
Never mind
Line Four in a park
And the things, the things that people do in the dark
I could hear the faintest beat of your heart
Then we did
Now you`re older and I look at your face
Every wrinkle is so easy to place
And I only write them down just in case
You should die
Lets take a look at these crows feet, just look
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Sixty 25th of Decembers
Fifty-nine 4th of Julys
You can`t have too many good times, children
You can`t have too many lines
Take a good look at these crows feet
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Well my eyes look like a map of the town
And my teeth are either yellow or they`re brown
But you`ll never hear the crack of a frown
When you are here
You`ll never hear the crack
Of a frown