Sing with the heart and high
For everything we've become
I never wanna hear you say you're sorry
Fall on the broken words
You ought to be the one to learn
Dreaming of the morning that I met you

Looking for the brightest star
In the back of your car
We just wanna make each other happy
There we make a little money
Just to do something fun
Only had the bags that we could carry
You said

Sixty summers (how many more?)
Sixty summers (how many more?)

I found my way home
Take me to the sea
Never wanna hear you say you lost me
Everything has to change
Lights inside, doo doo
But it took to long to find you

And you say that you won't be afraid anymore
And we stay 'cause we want everything like before

Looking for the brightest star
In the back of your car
We didn't even know that we were happy
Then we made a bit more money
Trying to be someone
We've got more bags than we can carry
You said

(We only got) sixty summers (how many more?)
Lie to me, lover (how many more?)
Sixty summers
Sixty summers
We were lovers
Sixty summers
(We only got) sixty summers
Oh we were lovers
Sixty summers, summers (how many more?)
And we younger
Six feet under

Sixty summers
We were lovers
Sixty summers