Ben Platt - Older

I was ^Cwalking down 57th Street towards Park With the ^Gsame old song in my same old heart Making ^Amplans I'm gonna do when I get ^Folder Passed a ^Cgray-haired man and I found his eyes It's like he ^Gknew my thoughts and he read my mind Saying ^Amlife is gonna find you when it's ^Fsupposed to

Felt my ^Amfeet stop short and I turned my head Tried to ^Clean into every word he ^Dsaid, then he ^Fsaid

When you are ^Cyounger, you ^Fwish you're ^Colder Then ^Fwhen you're ^Colder, you wish for ^Gtime to turn around Don't let your ^Amwonder turn ^Ginto ^Fclosure When you get ^Colder, when you get ^Golder

^COh, ^Foh, ^Amoh, ^Goh ^COh, ^Foh, ^Amoh, ^Goh

Have I ^Ckilled my thoughts right before their prime? Have I ^Gbit my tongue one too many times Have I ^Amsaid it all the way I really ^Fmeant to? If I ^Cwait 'til my tomorrow comes Is the ^Gwaiting all I've ever don^Ame? And will I ^Fget to,

get to ^Amknow myself in the place I am Get to ^Gfall in love with another ^Dman and under^Fstand

When you are ^Cyounger, you ^Fwish you're ^Colder Then ^Fwhen you're ^Colder, you wish for ^Gtime to turn around Don't let your ^Amwonder turn ^Ginto ^Fclosure When you get ^Colder, when you get ^Golder

^COh, ^Foh, ^Amoh, ^Goh ^COh, ^Foh, ^Amoh, ^Goh

When you are ^Cyounger, you ^Fwish you're ^Colder When ^Fyou get ^Colder, you wish for ^Gtime to turn around Don't let your ^Amwonder turn ^Ginto ^Fclosure When you get ^Colder, when you get ^Golder