Ain`t the snow fallin` just a bit deeper these days Aren`t they building the stairs a bit steeper these days And the town`s really changin` in so many ways time time time The young folks they`re growin` exceptionally tall And the newspaper print it`s becomin` quite small And folks speak so softly you can hardly hear at all time time time The jokes don`t seem as witty as the old jokes once were And the girls are half as pretty as I remember her And today you know in the park a young man called me sir time time time Yeah I`m not quite as anxious for fame or success And my eye finds the girl in the plain quiet dress And I cling a bit longer to each warm caress time time time So I breathe a bit heavy when I climb a hill What of it my life now is really much more fulfilled But they`re tearin` down the building that I watched them build Time time time time time timeSourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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