Old World Wine - by
Michael Cummins, Julian Mueller & Jay Ottaway
Lyrics
Old World Wine
Michael Cummins, Julian Mueller & Jay Ottaway
We find the going difficult
Way's a little rough
Attic's stuffed with memories
Old photographs and such
Both of us collectors
Clinging to our past
Sipping on old Bordeaux
Nursing every glass
And like some ageless fable, never coming true
The years change on the labels, quickly slip from view
In our new world
We're drinking old world wine
In our new world
We're drinking old world wine – Old world wine!
We make it up together
As we go a long
Surface may get shaky
But cellar walls are strong
Both of us invested
In little things we love
Some we bought with silver
Some come from up above
And like some ageless fable, never coming true
The years change on the labels, quickly slip from view
In our new world
We're drinking old world wine
In our new world
We're drinking old world wine - Old world wine!
Now let us sip in silence
There's work for us to do
Another bottle's opened
A glass for me and you
And like some ageless fable, never coming true
The years change on the labels, quickly slip from view
In our new world
We're drinking old world wine
In our new world
We're drinking old world wine - Old world wine!