Kate Bush - It Hurts Me lyrics

Slipping past the chimney-pots Down among the ashes, away from old times-- Why must I self-indulge in memories? I should be celebrating to a moving melody But it hurts me, it hurts me Honey, honey, it hurts me And I'm feeling like a waltz Growing old, - old, old, old, old I was fiery but you put me out I was always one for loving and leaving I like to think I was immune to romance I should be laughing at some good old comedy Oh, but it hurts me, it hurts me Honey, honey, it hurts me And I'm feeling like a waltz - If you laughed at me, I'd laugh too Waltz, don't you know that I'd be really breakin-ing L'amour--marche avec un etranger I shouldn't care, you're not my darling anymore But it hurts me, it hurts me Honey, honey, honey, honey And I'm feeling like a waltz Growing old, old, old, old, old