When I Am Old One Day - Mary Hopkin

When I am old one Day,

Children will laugh as I shuffle on by,

Resting with ev’ry Stride,

Believing that steps were never so high.

When I am old one Day, surrounded by Pieces is long ago,

I will recall today and wonder where all the hours go.

Will I sit in the Park, Time on my Hands

To soak up the sun, or will I have made my Mark,

And still have some Things that have to be done.

Will I talk to the Air,

Mumbling Phrases to Shadows

That hide with People who stop to stare

And wonder just who I see at my side.

When I am old one Day

Watching the Children playing their Game.

Someone may pass my Way,

And look at my Face

And call out my Name.

And then he’ll remember when

I stood on the Stage and I sang this song,

And maybe we’ll both try then,

To remember the Words and sing along.

When I am old one Day.