I can keep canaries and
Cook on a camper stove
Eat baked beans with a spoon
And smell of ginger beer

I can potter into town
And pick up your prescriptions
And if you're ever sad I'll pull
Potatoes from your ears
Potatoes from your ears

Someday when I'm older I will
Rock upon a porch with you
Rock upon a porch with you
Remembering the stupid things
We did when we were young
A hard boiled egg and soldiers in a
Cafe with an ocean view
Sitting silently across from you
Sipping strawberry daiquiris and
Twiddling our thumbs
Till we grow old

I just want to quietly
Collect up my cavalry
Curl up into a little ball
And plot my revenge

And it might sound stupid but
The saddest thing about growing up
Is that I will never think
I'm Spider-Man again
I'm Spider-Man again

Someday when I'm older I will
Rock upon a porch with you
Rock upon a porch with you
Remembering when I was young
And I still had my own teeth
And it's sad to think that
There might still be
Dreams of ours that won't come true
They probably never will come true
And we'll regret the things we didn't do
And suck on travel sweets till we grow old

Someday when I'm older I will
Rock upon a porch with you
Rock upon a porch with you
Remembering the price of Polos
And the books we used to read
'Cause somehow after everything and
Everyone that we've been through
I'm kind of looking forward to
Rocking back and forth with you
On the front steps of our sweet retirement home