Christelle - Stories lyrics

[Christelle] I'm looking at those pictures on the wall Since when did we get old ? I know I will need you to figure it all My hands are getting cold No matter how far we are don't shed a tear You know our lungs are still breathing the same air Still I remember when those stories were told Since when did we get old ? I'm looking at those pictures on the wall Since when did we get old ? I know I will need you to figure it all My hands are getting cold No matter how far we are don't shed a tear You know our lungs are still breathing the same air Still I remember when those stories were told Since when did we get old ?