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Years from now when the Autumn leaves fall Yellows and reds and greens and browns When swallows ring their happy call And the lives are full of smiles and frowns When children play and run and cry When the young folks live and old folks die when the sun has set a million times Moonlight kissing billions of minds Years from now when our children are old Grandmothers and Grandfathers of our soul In the blink of an eye of old father time and your still mine, oh yes still mine I hold your hand and i sing you a song Of all the good and bad times gone You look in my eyes and see all our years and we walk on. With happy tears no more fears hand in hand Always connected Like a wedding band We walk on.
A.R.T.R © July 1997 |