Behind the Song
I was strumming on the guitar, moving my mouth, when the words “Someday, when I am old,” spilled out. The rest of the sung unfolded from there.
I don’t remember thinking about anything in particular before I wrote it. But I think I was in a wistful, melancholy mood.
It’s a sad song about death, and grief, and longing.
Someday when I am old when my back is bent and I'm always cold I will reach for you, my dear. Someday when the nights are long when my sleep is short and the ache is strong I will reach for you, my dear. Someday when the kids are grown when they've paired off to make their homes I will reach for you, my dear. Someday when cherubs fly when I lift them up and I see your eyes I will reach for you, my dear. Was it really only seven years that I had you next to me? It seemed like one eternal day like that's how it would always be. Someday when it's my time when they gather close to repeat my rhymes I will reach for you, my dear. Someday when my thoughts slow when the world fades and I let go I will reach for you, my dear. I will feel you near. I will feel you near.