I've blown out these candles eighty-nine times
I've been alone most of my life
Except for these days when they come to point out that I've aged
These old hips and knees, they creak when I walk
It gets hard to breathe, and I cough when I talk
I know you would keep me forever, but I won't stay
I'm all out of champagne now
Party's over
I'm going home
First a young bride then mother of three
By twenty-five, a divorcee
Children grew up and all went separate ways on their own
Most of my friends checked out before me
The lucky ones went suddenly in their sleep
Others just faded away long before they were gone
I'm all out of pain now
Party's over
I'm going home
I'm sure you'll all have a good time even though we're parting ways
You'll learn when I leave you'll realize that these are your younger days
Cut down the streamers
Pop the balloons
You've all just arrived
I know it seems soon
One day your party will be over too