"Grow Together" lyrics

"Grow Together"

No matter how far we've come
Still the same thing on my mind
That we can grow old together
If we can find the time

You've got a hold on me now
It's makin' me feel weak somehow
'Cause when I've gotta go
I worry 'bout comin' home

Will you keep me still?
Even if I'm gone until
You're feelin' so alone
Wondering where I have gone

No matter how far we've come
Still the same thing on my mind
That we can grow old together
If we can find the time

But if you lose my love
And can't recall what we become
When we dare to dream
Evergreen Ada Jeanne

And what our lives are worth
Captured and measured since our birth
And when I'm looking back
It's so clear now what I've lacked

No matter how far we've come
Still the same thing on my mind
That we can grow old together
If we can find the time

I felt prepared to learn
That all I knew of love could be wrong
And when a heart is full
Somehow it yields the space for more

Without a breath to spare
I'll give more than I can bare to
Because what you have given me
Reveals the man I hope to be

No matter how far we've come
Still the same thing on my mind
That we can grow old together
If we can find the time

That we can grow old together
If we can find the time
If we can find the time

Still the same thing on my mind
Same thing on my mind
That we can grow old together
If we can find the time

No matter how far we've come
Still the same thing on my mind
That we can grow old together
If we can find the time
That we can grow together


Writer(s): Paul Hoffman
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