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The shadows fall
Leaving traces in your face
That I can look for when I'm old
And think of all the days we could have missed
Now here again
I'm always young in the silly lines
Of poetry
But I believe that tide is turning
Round and round again

Oh, I'm a little suprised by your kiss
And who is going to blame me for this
A little song today
An illusion in a picture frame to stay

He passed me by
This old man with his cane and all
Heading for an evening stroll
The streets were wet with rain
And even though
He did not speak
He told a lot by beeing meek
I saw a glimpse Of who he'd been
And who I'd like to be

Oh, I'm a little suprised by your kiss
And who is going to blame me for this
A little song today
An illusion in a picture frame to stay

Now where you want to go
What you want to know
Makes the world go round
What you want to be - doesn't matter to me
Just sing from your soul
Sing from your soul - we're growing old

And oh, I'm a little suprised by your kiss
And who is going to blame me for this
A little song today
An illusion in a picture frame to stay

Oh, I'm a little suprised by your kiss
And who is going to blame me for this
A little song today
An illusion in a picture frame to stay

And oh, I'm a little suprised by your kiss
And who is going to blame me for this
A little song today
An illusion in a picture frame to stay
An illusion in a picture frame to stay

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