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LCisten to my heart as it beats for you
And it's tAmelling you the things that I never could
And it's lEmaying it down on the line for yGou
And the yCears are catching up, I can see it on your face
And the dAmays of being young and free
Are left there with the memories that bEmlow in the wGind
And FI can feel it coming when the MAmonday morning blues
They last allEm through the week, I feel it onG Sunday too
And FI can feel it coming when my knAmees feel weak
And I canEm not speak the trGuth
The days of being yoCung, the days of being fAmree
They're etched upon my fEmace in every light that you sFee G
The stories I could tCell, the lies are told as wAmell
What I wouldn't gEmive to lFive it aGll agaCin
The yeCars are passing, every single day
WAmhere did they go? Did you take them all away?
Now IEm'm older and brGave
And the chCildren, they all left
They fled their family nest
And nAmow we're all alone
And the house don't feel like home anymEmore, anymoGre
And FI can feel it coming when the MAmonday morning blues
They last allEm through the week, I feel it onG Sunday too
And FI can feel it coming when my knAmees feel weak
And I canEm not speak the trGuth
The days of being yoCung, the days of being fAmree
They're etched upon my fEmace in every light that you sFee G
The stories I could tCell, the lies are told as wAmell
What I wouldn't gEmive to lFive it aGll agaCin
And in my bFaby's eyes I lived it Amall again
The feCar, the surprise,F everythGing
In my bFaby's eyes I lived it Amall again
And I wouldn't chCange anythFing G
In my bFaby's eyes I lived it Amall again
And I wouldn't chCange anythFing G
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