"Gettin' Old" lyrics
Callista Clark & Scotty McCreery Lyrics
Kiss me good morning just like
You've done it a thousand times
Same routine that we don't undo, nothing's ever new
Doing all the things that soulmates do, but if that's the truth
By now we should be
Getting that first house, front porch
Little wrap-around, one more
December down while you're holding me through the cold
We should be
Further down the road than we are
Trading bands of gold, but we aren't
Thought we'd be getting old together
But now it's just getting old
Kinda getting old
My hopeless, romantic heart
Really thought that deep down this wouldn't fall a-apart
But now tryna read your mind from different sides of the couch
Isn't how I thought it'd turn out
We should be
Getting that first house, front porch
Little wrap-around, one more
December down while you're holding me through the cold
We should be
Further down the road than we are
Trading bands of gold, but we aren't
Thought we'd be getting old together
But now it's just getting old
Like the flowers on the counter, I should've thrown out months ago
Like us both saying "I love you"
But maybe we just don't
Maybe we just don't
'Cause we should be
Getting that first house, front porch
Little wrap-around, one more
December down while you're holding me through the cold
We should be
Further down the road than we are
Trading bands of gold, but we aren't
Thought we'd be getting old together
But now it's just getting old
Kinda getting old
You've done it a thousand times
Same routine that we don't undo, nothing's ever new
Doing all the things that soulmates do, but if that's the truth
By now we should be
Getting that first house, front porch
Little wrap-around, one more
December down while you're holding me through the cold
We should be
Further down the road than we are
Trading bands of gold, but we aren't
Thought we'd be getting old together
But now it's just getting old
Kinda getting old
My hopeless, romantic heart
Really thought that deep down this wouldn't fall a-apart
But now tryna read your mind from different sides of the couch
Isn't how I thought it'd turn out
We should be
Getting that first house, front porch
Little wrap-around, one more
December down while you're holding me through the cold
We should be
Further down the road than we are
Trading bands of gold, but we aren't
Thought we'd be getting old together
But now it's just getting old
Like the flowers on the counter, I should've thrown out months ago
Like us both saying "I love you"
But maybe we just don't
Maybe we just don't
'Cause we should be
Getting that first house, front porch
Little wrap-around, one more
December down while you're holding me through the cold
We should be
Further down the road than we are
Trading bands of gold, but we aren't
Thought we'd be getting old together
But now it's just getting old
Kinda getting old
