Molly's in the as the sun goes down Looking through some boxes for her wedding Now she's standing in the mirror in dusty Talkin' to herself in the light
She says, "I've been to Paris but I've wanted to go To see the reflecting in the Seine, you know To climb the Eiffel Tower with the city lights sparking
Oh, now they're just some cliches some wrinkles that the mirror betrays Singin, "Old woman, old What have you with your days? "Old woman, old have you done with your days?"
"I've been to Venice but my dreams are divine Riding under lantern shine Listening to guitars and sipping sweet wine
Oh, now they're just some tired Just some wrinkles that the mirror Singin, "Old woman, old What have you with your days?" "Old woman, old What 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 land To buy a silk sarong and wear it dancing in the
"Oh, now they're just some cliches Just wrinkles that the mirror betrays Singin, "Old woman, old have you done with your days?"
"Old woman, old What you done with your days?" "Old woman, old What you done with your days?"
Molly's in the as the sun goes down Talking to herself in her gown