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letra de getting old song - frank watkinson

[verse 1]
there’s a mirror on my wall, the reflection tells it all
gray hair lines upon my skin and as i look into those lines
they have seen a life go by
and captured images of wonders i have seen
and there’s a picture on my shelf and it’s of a former self
taken back when life was wild and free
and i sometimes wonder why, do the years keep rolling by?
and what had happened to the man i used to be?

[chorus]
’cause no one tells you when you get old
you’ll feel so weak and you’ll feel so cold
and maybe one day, all your friends will be gone
and you’ll find yourself at home
and all that’s left are silent memories
and fading photographs of how things used to be
of people and places that you will never see again

[verse 2]
and there’s a chair behind my door
that no one uses anymore, it used to be her favorite one, she’d say
sometimes i sit and stare and i can still see her there
looking so relaxed and smiling back at me
and there’s an empty feeling here
and a constant nagging fear
that one day i just might forget her face
’cause i’m beginning to forget
the names of people i have met
and i’m scared that i’ll be left without a trace
[chorus]
’cause no one tells you when you get old
you’ll feel so weak and you’ll feel so cold
and maybe one day, all your friends will be gone
and you’ll find yourself at home
and all that’s left are silent memories
and fading photographs of how things used to be
of people and places that you may never see again
all that’s left are silent memories
of fading photographs of how things used to be
of people and places that you will never see again

- frank watkinson

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