Music for the Soul: VIII One day baby we’ll be old Oh baby, we’ll be old And think of all the stories that we could have told Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related 1 Comment Reblogged this on ladaijay and commented: Little me and little you Kept doing all the things they do They never really think it through Like I can never think you’re true LikeLiked by 1 person Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.