I was [D]walking down 57th street towards Park
With the [A]same old song in my same old heart
Making [Bm]plans I'm gonna do when I get [G]older
Passed a [D]gray-haired man and I found his eyes
It's like he [A]knew my thoughts and he read my mind
Saying [Bm]life is gonna find you when it's sup [G]posed to
Felt my [Bm]feet stop short and I [A]turned my head
Tried to [A]lean into every [D]word he said [E7]...Then he [G]said
When you are [Bm]younger You'll wish you're [G]older
Then when you're [D]older You'll wish for [A]time to turn around
Don't let your [Bm]wonder turn into [G]closure
When you get [D]older. When you get [A]older
Have I [D]killed my thoughts right before their prime?
Have I [A]bit my tongue one too many times
Have I [Bm]said it all the way I really [G]meant to?
If I [D]wait 'til my tomorrow comes
Is the [A]waiting all I've ever [Bm]done? And will I [G]get to
Get to [Bm]know myself in the place I am
Get to [A]fall in love with another [E7]man and under [G]stand
When you are [Bm]younger You'll wish you're [G]older
Then when you're [D]older You'll wish for [A]time to turn around
Don't let your [Bm]wonder turn into [G]closure
When you get [D]older. When you get [A]older
