When you're old and lonely
You will wish you'd married me
I could build a fire for you
And bring you cakes and tea

When you're cold and hungry
I'll be waiting by the phone
You can call me up and tell me
How you're all alone, all alone

When you're old and lonely
And the rush of life is past
Days go by too slowly and
The years go by too fast

When your golden loneliness is
Heavier than stone
You can call me up and say,
"My God, I'm all alone, all alone."