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