Still Beautiful

The plates are set, the candles low;

A softer kind of evening light;

We're watching how the children grow;

Around the table here tonight;

I see my mother in my hands;

I hear my father in my lap;

We've walked across so many lands;

To find the peace in every path;

This is the beauty of the years;

The steady art, the salt and tea;

We've traded worries for these tears;

For everything we've come to be, oh;

The grace of growing older;

The grace of being home;

The grace of growing older together;

Not alone;

Ooh, ooh, ooh;

Not alone;

We speak of winters long ago;

And summer days that never end;

The stories that we've come to know;

With every neighbor, every friend;

There's wisdom in the quiet space;

A comfort in the way we talk;

I see a lifetime in your face;

In every mile we had to walk;

The beauty of eight years;

The steady heart, the salt and tea;

We've traded worries for these cheers;

For everything we've come to be, oh;

The grace of growing older;

The grace of being home;

The grace of growing older to get;

Not alone;

It isn't perfect, it isn't grand;

Just a simple life we hold while looking round;

I understand;

This is the beauty of the years;

The steady heart, the salt and tea;

We've traded worries for these tears;

For everything we've come to be;

The grace of growing older;

The grace of being home;

The grace of growing older together, but alone;

Ooh, just to be here;

Just to be, just to be home;

Just to be alone;

Heart fell and home;

Right where we belong;

Right at home;

Ooh, ooh, ooh;

Ooh, ooh, ooh;

Just to be here;

Just to be home;

Heartfelt and whole;

Right where we belong;

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh;