The reflection in the mirror shows the lines beside your eyes
And you're frowning at the creases in your cheeks formed by your smile
Cause inside, you still feel like a child
But it's lucky to be old when you die
Now your back gets sore from sitting when you go out on long drives
And you have to stretch your neck three ways each morning when you rise
Daylight's not as flattering as you'd like
But it's still lucky to be old when you die
All those youthful faces, fresh and plump with life
Beautiful as spring flowers, unmarked and unlined
Not all of them will celebrate turning 35
So if you're worried over wrinkles then something's going right
Your knees are getting creaky, your hairs are turning white
Keeping your eyes open beyond 9:30 is a fight
Even though retirement age might be 85 You're still lucky to be old when you die
All those youthful faces, fresh and plump with life
Beautiful as spring flowers, unmarked and unlined
Not all of them will celebrate turning 35
So if you're worried over wrinkles then something's going right
The reflection in the mirror shows the lines beside your eyes
And you're frowning at the creases in your cheeks formed by your smile
Cause inside you still feel like a child
But it's lucky to be old when you die
Heather Fiona - Lucky to be Old when you Die Lyrics
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The reflection in the mirror shows the lines beside your eyes
And you're frowning at the creases in your cheeks formed by your smile
Cause inside, you still feel like a child
But it's lucky to be old when you die
Now your back gets sore from sitting when you go out on long drives
And you have to stretch your neck three ways each morning when you rise
Daylight's not as flattering as you'd like
But it's still lucky to be old when you die
All those youthful faces, fresh and plump with life
Beautiful as spring flowers, unmarked and unlined
Not all of them will celebrate turning 35
So if you're worried over wrinkles then something's going right
Your knees are getting creaky, your hairs are turning white
Keeping your eyes open beyond 9:30 is a fight
Even though retirement age might be 85 You're still lucky to be old when you die
All those youthful faces, fresh and plump with life
Beautiful as spring flowers, unmarked and unlined
Not all of them will celebrate turning 35
So if you're worried over wrinkles then something's going right
The reflection in the mirror shows the lines beside your eyes
And you're frowning at the creases in your cheeks formed by your smile
Cause inside you still feel like a child
But it's lucky to be old when you die
And you're frowning at the creases in your cheeks formed by your smile
Cause inside, you still feel like a child
But it's lucky to be old when you die
Now your back gets sore from sitting when you go out on long drives
And you have to stretch your neck three ways each morning when you rise
Daylight's not as flattering as you'd like
But it's still lucky to be old when you die
All those youthful faces, fresh and plump with life
Beautiful as spring flowers, unmarked and unlined
Not all of them will celebrate turning 35
So if you're worried over wrinkles then something's going right
Your knees are getting creaky, your hairs are turning white
Keeping your eyes open beyond 9:30 is a fight
Even though retirement age might be 85 You're still lucky to be old when you die
All those youthful faces, fresh and plump with life
Beautiful as spring flowers, unmarked and unlined
Not all of them will celebrate turning 35
So if you're worried over wrinkles then something's going right
The reflection in the mirror shows the lines beside your eyes
And you're frowning at the creases in your cheeks formed by your smile
Cause inside you still feel like a child
But it's lucky to be old when you die
Writer: Heather Stewart
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