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Video directed by Daniel Franke & Sander Houtkruijer
http://www.chopchop.cc
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No more tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't think about you all the time
But when I do I wonder why
You have to go out of my door
And leave just like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor.
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told
Little me and little you
Kept doing all the things they do
They never really think it through
Like I can never think you're true
Here I go again the blame
The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain.
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told.
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told.
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told.
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told.
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told.
Available on iTunes: http://smarturl.it/wankelmut Visit Facebook: http://on.fb.me/QyUUpS -- Video directed by Daniel Franke & Sander Houtkruijer http://www.chopchop.cc -- No more tears, my heart is dry I don't laugh and I don't cry I don't think about you all the time But when I do I wonder why You have to go out of my door And leave just like you did before I know I said that I was sure But rich men can't imagine poor. One day baby, we'll be old Oh baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told Little me and little you Kept doing all the things they do They never really think it through Like I can never think you're true Here I go again the blame The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame The founding fathers of our plane That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain. One day baby, we'll be old Oh baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old Oh baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old Oh baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old Oh baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told. One day baby, we'll be old Oh baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told.