At Last (feat. Al Speers)

Every time I'm flying Their weight pulls me down When I'm tired from fighting They all seem to surround All the peace that I have found It was lilac the flowers browned And our love was never found Now all the years are changing And we'll all finally die And all the love that binded us We will finally lay down And we'll move so light and lean Foot loose and fancy free And dance circles with our defeat It's called growing old