This is how I hear it, may be wrong in places..

(Chorus)
Count all your jewelry and your lace;
Count all the shoes beneath your bed
And while you're counting all those things in your head,
Try and wipe the sorrow from your face....

V1
When you were young you courted all the pretty boys
And laughed aloud with ones they knew
And soon you walked and talked and you thought just like them too
And now you wonder whats become of you

Chorus

V2
When you chose one to be your husband for your life
You weight his good points by his gains
His promise security was filled and you felt fine
But now in your age those mellow years won't sustain

Chorus

V3
Now for imagination where you seek out the ones
Who live a life of dreams they build
You have no gifts to share and you've nothing for no-one
So just watch the colours fading as you start to wilt

Chorus