They're looking older
younger now
growing bolder somehow
these days

You're doing things that I wouldn't do
There's less of me and so much
more of you these days

I saw myself in my baby's eyes
You're not my baby now it's no surprise
these days

You're the quiet storm
I'm the rock you never could roll
So pick me up now
I think it's time to let you
toss me in the water
but before the ripples settle
you'll be in my space in another time
maybe then we'll share a state of mind
someday

When the future Mom and Daddy plan
passes from me to you you'll understand
someday

Chorus:
So let your fire burn
try to keep it under control
remember flames die and
everybody loses if the heat
of the moment brings an
early arrival
It's a senior ring or a wedding band
A girls a woman now a boys a man
these days

So let your fire burn
try to keep it under control
remember flames die and
everybody loses if the heat
of the moment brings an
early arrival

Looking older
younger now my boys
growing bolder somehow
these days

They're looking older
younger now my boys
growing bolder somehow
these days