New York livin' Finally slippin' into my wishes Blew out a candle I looked at our pictures Forgettin' the whispers You told me I'm lyin', I didn't
I hold onto them It doesn't get old It doesn't get old I do as I'm told I'll never be
Traced my fingers Around your figure Try to be perfect Is it worth it to love and have lost? You can just cross out my name I'm hopin' you don't
So, I'll leave the door open Make a pinky promise That I would come back if you asked So, leave the door open Make a pinky promise That I would forgive you Say that you're sorry
And I'll hold onto you It doesn't get old It doesn't get old I do as I'm told I'll never be grown
