When You Are Old (Live)

When you are old and grey

Full of sleep and nodding by

Nodding by the fire

Take down this book and slowly read

And dream of the soft look your eyes had once

And of their shadows deep

And of their shadows deep

And how many loved your moments of glad grace

And loved your beauty with a love false or true

But one, one man loved the pilgrim soul in you

And loved the sorrows of your changing face

Your changing face

And how many loved your moments of glad grace

And loved your beauty with a love false or true

And then bending down beside

Beside the clawing bus

Murmured little sadly

How love fled

How love fled

And how many loved your moments of glad grace

And loved your beauty with a love false or true

And paced upon the mountains

The mountains overhead

And hid his face amid

A crowd of stars

A crowd of stars

And how many loved your moments of glad grace

And loved your beauty with a love false or true

And how many loved your moments of glad grace

And loved your beauty with a love false or true