I think I'm tryin' too hard, wish I didn't have to try so hard I wish it came to me like air, without a worry or a care I would have told you everything and like a bell my voice would ring And in the...
When I'm 102, will the sky be blue? Will the night be long? When I'm 103, will still you like me when my body is gone? When I'm 104 No going out doors No rich and no poor Will you still like me when...

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