I can think of younger days
When living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do
I could never see tomorrow
But I was never told about the sorrow
I can still feel the breeze that rustles through the tree
And misty memories of days gone by
We could never see tomorrow
But no one said a word about the sorrow
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