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And you said we would be golden when we grow old |
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And you said we'd never be broken when we grow old |
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But if a river can dry to dust |
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I guess the angels we learn to trust can fly away |
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Like a mountain can lose it's peak |
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I now know a heart can change it's needs quietly |
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And you said we'd never be parted when we grow old |
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And you said I'll see you in heaven when we grow old |
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But if a river can dry to dust |
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I guess the angels we learn to trust can fly away |
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Like a mountain can lose it's peak |
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I now know a heart can change it's needs quietly |
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And so goodbye, come tomorrow; goodbye, come tomorrow |
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goodbye, goodbye |
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Yeah, goodbye, come tomorrow; goodbye, come tomorrow |
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Goodbye goodbye |
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And you said we would be golden when we grow old |
