Older

The Sunday Song this week is "Older" by Ben Platt.

I was walking down 57th street towards Park With the same old song in my same old heart Making plans I'm gonna do when I get older Passed a gray-haired man and I found his eyes It's like he knew my thoughts and he read my mind Saying life is gonna find you when it's supposed to

Felt my feet stop short and I turned my head Tried to lean into every word he said Then he said

When you are younger You'll wish you're older Then when you're older You'll wish for time to turn around Don't let your wonder turn into closure When you get older When you get older

Have I killed my thoughts right before their prime? Have I bit my tongue one too many times? Have I said it all the way I really meant to? If I wait 'til my tomorrow comes Is the waiting all I've ever done? And will I get to

Get to know myself in the place I am Get to fall in love with another man and understand

When you are younger You'll wish you're older Then when you're older You'll wish for time to turn around Don't let your wonder turn into closure When you get older When you get older

When you are younger You'll wish you're older When you get older You'll wish for time to turn around Don't let your wonder turn into closure When you get older When you get older