I watched days pass ever so quickly. Some days I can't remember at all. Most of my past is just a blur. Yet I still hear yesterday call.
Trying to let me know there's something I left behind. Search as I might. It's so hard to find.
Watching you grow up, Somehow I got old. Never thought it could happen to me. I guess that's just how it unfolds.
Lines in my face, brown spots on my hands. Making me feel out of place. getting old is hard to stand.Yes getting old is hard to stand.
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-03-30 15:08:39
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