My brain`s repeating
`if you`ve got an impulse let it out`
But they never make it past my mouth.

Baa bah, this is the sound of settling
Baa bah, baa bah

Our youth is fleeting
Old age is just around the bend
And i can`t wait to go grey

And i`ll sit and wonder
Of every love that could`ve been
If i`d only thought of something charming to say.

Baa bah, this is the sound of settling
Baa bah, baa bah