Asaf Avidan - Reckoning Song (One Day) - Acoustic Version

No more tears, my heart is dry I don't laugh and I don't cry I don't think about you all the time But when I do, I wonder why You had to go out of my door And leave just like you did before I know I said that I was sure But rich men can't imagine poor One day, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told One day, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told Little me and little you Kept doing all the things they do They never really think it through Like I can never think you're true Here I go again, the blame The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame The founding fathers of our plane That stuck in heavy clouds of rain One day, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told One day, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told One day baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told One day, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told One day, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be One day, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old Think of all the stories that we could have told One day, baby, we'll be old Oh, baby, we'll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told