Here’s to us one more toast and then we’ll pay the bill
 Deep inside both of us can feel the autumn chill
 Birds of passage, you and me
 We fly instinctively
 When the summer’s over and the dark clouds hide the sun
 Neither you nor I’m to blame when all is said and done

 In our lives we have walked some strange and lonely treks
 Slightly worn but dignified and not too old for 
 We’re still striving for the sky
 No taste for humble pie
 Thanks for all your generous love and thanks for all the fun
 Neither you nor I’m to blame when all is said and done

 It’s so strange when you’re down and lying on the floor
 How you rise, shake your head, get up and ask for more
 Clear-headed and open-eyed
 With nothing left untried
 Standing calmly at the crossroads,no desire [bad word]  There’s no hurry any more when all is said and done

 Standing calmly at the crossroads,no desire [bad word]  There’s no hurry any more when all is said and done