I wonder what it will be like
when I am old and grey
It seems so distant
and yet I know it's not that far away
Will my children love me still
will they think I served them well
Will they treasure the childhood I gave to them
Or feel it was pure hell
Will they lock me in a nursing home
and let me die alone
Will I spend each early night
sitting by a silent phone
Is it possible my biggest thrill
will be a doctor's visit
I dred these thoughts
and yet they come to haunt me
I hope that life is good and sweet
I know I have but one chance
There is no big repeat
I hope I will leave the world
a little bit sweeter
I hope I can stay balenced
and not end in a teeder