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Youth has gone |
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I heard you say |
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It doesn't matter |
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Anyway |
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Don't hide the photos |
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Or turn off the lights |
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I'm quite sure we've both seen |
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Funnier sights |
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Youth sleep |
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In a deep, deep sleep |
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Beauty is skin deep |
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Youth has gone |
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Though we're still young |
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It's hard, I know to believe |
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That I was somebody's son |
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The memories |
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Of what you once were |
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The memories of what |
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We both were |
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Youth sleep |
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In a deep, deep sleep |
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Beauty is skin deep |
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Youth has gone |
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And don't think I don't cry |
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We let ourselves slip |
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And now I ask myself why |
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I'm on my own |
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And don't think I really mind |
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When after all |
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The years have been fairly kind |
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Youth sleep |
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In a deep, deep sleep |
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Beauty is skin deep |
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Sleep |
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In a deep, deep sleep |
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Beauty is skin deep |
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Youth, youth, youth sleep |
