When I am old one Day, Children will laugh as I shuffle on by, Resting with ev´ry Stride, Believing that steps were never so high. When I am old one Day, surrounded by Pieces is long ago, I will recall today and wonder where all the hours go.
Will I sit in the Park, Time on my Hands To soak up the sun, or will I have made my Mark, And still have some Things that have to be done.
Will I talk to the Air, Mumbling Phrases to Shadows That hide with People who stop to stare and wonder just who I see at my side.
When I am old one Day Watching the Children playing their Game. Someone may pass my Way, And look at my Face And call out my Name.
And then he´ll remember when I stood on the Stage and I sang this song, And maybe we´ll both try then, To remember the Words and sing along. When I am old one Day.
When I am old one Day, Children will laugh as I shuffle on by, Resting with ev´ry Stride, Believing that steps were never so high. When I am old one Day, surrounded by Pieces is long ago, I will recall today and wonder where all the hours go.
Will I sit in the Park, Time on my Hands To soak up the sun, or will I have made my Mark, And still have some Things that have to be done.
Will I talk to the Air, Mumbling Phrases to Shadows That hide with People who stop to stare and wonder just who I see at my side.
When I am old one Day Watching the Children playing their Game. Someone may pass my Way, And look at my Face And call out my Name.
And then he´ll remember when I stood on the Stage and I sang this song, And maybe we´ll both try then, To remember the Words and sing along. When I am old one Day.
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