\"Who am I in eighty years\' time?\" I asked myself when I was a baby Who loved to cry I was born with an ambitious mind I was chasing the spotlight But I\'m running out of time I met you on my way And I tried to get on the train To be by your side That wasn\'t a lie I loved you both the same My passion and my darling But if I had to choose one dream I wouldn\'t choose yours but mine I keep love between the lines Stuck in talking stage for the rest of my life I only keep rushing for deadlines Erasing you from the chapters of my life The only thing we learn from the past Is that we\'re never grateful for what we\'ve had So, please don\'t let me go May a time machine fix my regrets But it can never bring things right back \"Who am I in sixty years\' time?\" I see myself living on my own In a big white mansion I ain\'t ready to leave the world behind Am I scared of seeing loved ones die More than dying alone tonight? I hear birds singing My birthday song but no one\'s celebrating The sunlight comes in Waking up in a double bed I\'m good on my own But if I choose to live with you That is what love\'s about Having you come around Passion makes me nervous If I\'m being honest Love does the same Working is my happy hour What about the late-night hours? When I\'ve done so much, I\'m still in vain I shouldn\'t try too hard Cause things don\'t work that way I keep love between the lines Stuck in talking stage for the rest of my life I only keep rushing for deadlines Erasing you from the chapters of my life The only thing we learn from the past Is that we\'re never grateful for what we\'ve had So, please don\'t ever grow Can I see you grow old? May a time machine fix my regrets But it can never bring things right back Eighteen years old, I should have let it go Eighty years old, I can only let go Eighteen years old, not scared to be alone Eighty years old, I may well die alone Eighteen years old, I run away from home Eighty years old, no one\'s waiting at home Eighteen years old, I wanna be well-known Eighty years old, what is life? I don\'t know Eighteen years old, I still have time to go Eighty years old, the past is long ago Eighteen years old, depression, I won\'t show Eighty years old, happiness, who to show Eighteen years old, my heart\'s as cold as stone Eighty years old, my soul has turned to stone Eighteen years old, I should have loved you more Eighty years old, I should have...