Our story's not yet through,

Our story's not yet through,

Pop Rock, 80s trompet. melancholic love, electric guitar

02:57

Paroles

Our story's not yet through,

(Verse 1)
She's got wisdom in her eyes, like stars in the night,
Every wrinkle on her face tells a story, shining bright.
Her laughter echoes memories of a life well lived,
In her presence, every worry seems to just forgive.

(Chorus)
In love with an old woman, oh, what a sight to see,
She's like a vintage wine, getting better with time, you see.
Her touch is like a gentle breeze, calming all my fears,
In love with an old woman, she's been through the years.
(Verse 2)
Again sing it with me! 

(Chorus)
In love with an old woman, oh, what a sight to see,
She's like a masterpiece, painted with history, you see.
Her love is like a steady flame, warming up my soul,
In love with an old woman, she makes me feel whole.

(Bridge)
They say age is just a number, and I couldn't agree more,
For in her, I've found a love worth fighting for.
With each passing day, our bond grows stronger still,
In love with an old woman, I always will.

(Chorus)
In love with an old woman, oh, what a treasure she is,
She's like a rare gem, shining brighter than the abyss.
Her touch is like a gentle breeze, calming all my fears,
In love with an old woman, she's been through the years.



(Verse 3)
"And when our journey here is done, and we must part,
I'll hold onto your love, engraved within my heart.
But fear not, my love, for our story's not yet through,
In heaven's embrace, I'll search for you, I promise true."

(Outro)
So let the stars bear witness, to this love so pure and true,
In each other's arms, we'll find our paradise anew.
Until that day we meet again, in heaven's golden hue,
In love with a young soul, forever, I'll love you.