We got old
I knew it, I told you so,
and now it’s happened.
What’s the use in prophesying,
when you can’t stop it?
All I can say is that I loved
you, when you were young.
I thought that I wouldn’t
love you when you would
grow old.
Now you are and
i love you still,
I shock myself in saying it,
I didn’t prophecy it,
but it happened.
You stayed my love.
The old feeling’s still there,
surprise, surprise,
still there.
Surprise surprise.
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