We Will Be

I am wondering what life might hold How it might try to unfold Where will you be in twenty years Will it be smiles or will it be sad tears I just don't know Let's all meet up when we're all fifty Won't it be strange to see how we've grown old Things to be told And we will be filled with joy And we will be overweight And we'll be the Real McCoy And I will be holding hands With the love of my life You'll probably be rich and famous And I'll be nobody at all You'll be brave and quite outrageous Will I still be here living on my own? I just don't know Let's all meet up when we're all fifty Won't it be strange to see how we've grown old Things to be told And we will be filled with joy And we will be overweight And we'll be the Real McCoy And I will be holding hands With the love of my life If dreams they do come true Then I will still be with you If dreams they do come true Then I will still be with you Let's all meet up when we're all fifty Won't it be strange to see how we've grown old Things to be told And we will be filled with joy And we will be overweight And we'll be the Real McCoy And I will be holding hands With the love of my life And we will be filled with joy And we will be overweight And we'll be the Real McCoy And I will be holding hands With the love of my life