Molly's in the attic as the sun down through some boxes for her wedding gown Now she's standing in the mirror in dusty Talkin' to in the rusty light
She says, "I've been to Paris but I've wanted to go To see the moon reflecting in the Seine, you To climb the Eiffel Tower with the lights sparking below
Oh, now they're just some tired Just some wrinkles that the betrays Singin, "Old woman, old have you done with your days? "Old woman, old What have you with your days?"
"I've never been to Venice but my dreams are Riding gondolas under lantern Listening to guitars and sipping sweet wine
Oh, now they're just some tired Just wrinkles that the mirror betrays Singin, "Old woman, old What have you done your days?" "Old woman, old have you done with your days?"
"I was a wife, I a child But in my dreams I go running wild It's a good life, I see my But can this be how all my dreaming
"I've never Morocco like the things I had planned To savor all the spices in that faraway To buy a silk and wear it dancing in the sand
"Oh, now they're just tired cliches some wrinkles that the mirror betrays Singin, "Old woman, old have you done with your days?"
"Old woman, old have you done with your days?" "Old woman, old What have you done your days?"
Molly's in the as the sun goes down to herself in her wedding gown