THE WORLD KEEPS SLOWLY TURNING ROUND
TIME KEEPS TICKING BY,
OLDER NOW, AND WISER NOW,
JUST MY FRIEND AND I
THE FIRESIDE GLOW
MAY WARM OUR FEET
ON LONG COLD WINTERS NIGHTS,
VALLEY SIDES AND MEADOWS,
OUR FAVOURITE SUMMER SIGHTS.
NO LONGER CAN WE RUN AROUND
AGE HAS MADE ITS TOLL,
BUT STILL WITHIN US THERE REMAINS
OUR SAME OLD CHEERY SOULS.
WE MAY NOT SEE AS MANY FRIENDS
SO MANY HAVE GONE ON,
I KNOW YOU WON’T DESERT ME
YOU’VE LOVED ME TRUE AND LONG,
AND AS I WAIT HERE TO RETIRE
I WATCH THE EMBERS DIE,
YOU WAG YOUR TAIL CONTENTEDLY
AND LOOK ME IN THE EYE.
WE LIFT OUR FEET SO WEARILY
MAKE OUR WAY TO BED,
WE’LL CLOSE OUR EYES FOR ONE LAST NIGHT
AND REST OUR WEARY HEADS.