Sorry sugar well, you knew there'd come a time
Wrinkles around our eyes
And stories left to tell with no one to ask why
Or weave their magic spells
The summer fell so fast and now a different light
Spills into the room
And waits beneath the clock to ring the day to life
With morning bells in bloom
I don't really feel much older
But the days, the days are flying by
I see my hands and they're growing colder
And these days, these days they won't lie
I don't really feel much older
But the days, the days are sliding by
I understand but I need a shoulder
Cause these days, these days
I wonder why

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