They're at the table wishing
Holding hands and reminiscing
When they were both young lovers
In the past
But they're not in their prime
Not like the younger wine
That they are gently sipping
From the glass
They are just two lonely souls
Traveled different roads
And should have met
A lot of years ago
But fate is so uncertain
And life can have its curtains
And they both have lived
Long enough to know
New wine in old bottles
Has a young and rich bouquet
It seems these bubbles
Drown the troubles
And float them all away
When hopes have dwindled
It can rekindle
A flame that has grown dim
But with new wine
In old bottles
Two hearts can love again
Arm and arm they cuddle tightly
As the moon is beaming brightly
Down across the window pane
Now that they are older
They're not looking over their shoulder
To a faded love
That now seems all in vane
As you hear their happy laughter
The only thing they're after
Is another chance
At something that they have missed
Take the new wine that is chilling
These old bottles need refilling
Then let old mother nature do the rest
New wine in old bottles
Has a young and rich bouquet
It seems these bubbles
Drown the troubles
And float them all away
When hopes have dwindled
It can rekindle
A flame that has grown dim
But with new wine
In old bottles
Two hearts can love again
But with new wine
In old bottles
Two hearts can love again