listen to my heart as it beats for you and it s telling you the things that i never could and it s laying it down on the line for you and the years are catching up i can see it on your face and the days of being young and free are left there with the memories that blow in the wind and i can feel it coming when the monday morning blues they last all through the week i feel it on sunday too and i can feel it coming when my knees feel weak and i cannot speak the truth the days of being young the days of being free they re etched upon my face in every line that you see the stories i could tell the lies i told as well what i wouldn t give to live it all again the years are passing by every single day where did they go did you take them all away now i m older and grey and their children they all left they fled the family nest and now we re all alone the house don t feel like home anymore anymore and i can feel it coming when the monday morning blues they last all through the week i feel it on sunday too and i can feel it coming when my knees feel weak and i cannot speak the truth  the days of being young the days of being free they re etched upon my face in every line that you see the stories i could tell the lies i told as well what i wouldn t give to live it all again and in my baby s eyes i lived it all again the fear the surprise everything in my baby s eyes i lived it all again and i wouldn t change anything and in my baby s eyes i lived it all again and i wouldn t change anything