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I must grow old Sometime In darkened rooms My body More bone than flesh I shall remember This night Someday Of rain On window panes And silence In the street Old songs playing On the radio And memories Of you and I Dancing closely Someplace
I must grow old Sometime In darkened rooms My body More bone than flesh I shall remember This night...
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