Cold and boozy
Our holiday in the Alps
Sitting in the lobby mostly smoking
Choking on the woozy afternoon

I'm reeling in the music
And I've only had a few
And I'm afraid by the way we grow old
My darling
Abrupt too moody
You making our party list

I remember sulking on the sofa
For most of the winter we were strangers
Just one more to ease the ache
Before the night takes me
When you stay asleep on your side of the bed
Don't look at me don't look at you

I'm reeling in the music
And I've only had a few
And I'm afraid by the way we grow old
My darling