Hello friend, how are you? How you do? Nice to think most of the pain is through But you never know about these things You never know Hard for me to really understand And hard for me to see the sleight of hand 'Cause the times have changed and we're getting old We're getting old Pick a number and begin to count You know I didn't mean to bring you down This is the end of an age I'm moving out because you're moving in I couldn't see, I couldn't see This is the end of an age There's no time for weeping now Nice to think that that was in the past And nice to know that nothing's meant to last Well, except for you and except for me What's up above and underneath It's hard for me to really understand And hard for me to see the sleight of hand 'Cause the times have changed and we're getting old We're getting old Well, pick a number and begin to count You know I never meant to bring you down This is the end of an age I'm moving out because you're moving in I couldn't see, I couldn't see This is the end of an age There's no time for weeping now There's no time for weeping now