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 tracks
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