Time moves on regardless of how I beg and how I pray
I’ll still hold onto thoughts of you
Like the wind carries the scent of better days
Crawl on another and I’ll come in too just to see
But I’ll live on inside your sons
And you’ll course all through my face
Leaves fall in September
And I, my dear, well, I fell quite the same
‘Cause with that solemn autumn weather follows you and into the rain
I’d beg for something different if I wanted something new
But you’re еverything I’ve asked for, thеre’s just nothing I can do
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