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
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
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Memories

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

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