"When I'm Older" lyrics

LOCASH Lyrics

"When I'm Older"

When I grow up
I wanna look like love when people look at us
Be the living proof that "forever" can be done
When I grow up

As time rolls by
I wanna pick more flowers than I pick fights
And I want every last kiss to feel like our first time
As time rolls by

And I wanna love like 21
Like a couple kids still on the run
Like we ain't even close to being done
Through every moon and every sun

I wanna hold her
When I'm older

Until the day I die
We're still gonna steal each other's hearts like the perfect crime
'Cause I got the world in my hands and I've got hers in mine
'Til the day I die

'Til the day I die

Yeah. I wanna love like 21
Like a couple kids still on the run
Like we ain't even close to being done
Through every moon and every sun

I wanna hold her
When I'm older

Yeah

If she lives to be a 100, wanna live to 99
'Cause I can't imagine a day without her by my side
Yeah. That's right

I'm gonna love like 21
Like a couple kids still on the run
Like we ain't even close to being done
There's many more moons and setting suns

Right now, I'm gonna hold her
The way I'm gonna hold her
When I'm older

When I grow up
I wanna look like love when people look at us


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