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How Can You Say
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How can you say
that everything gets better every day How can you say you love the hollows in my face That age can make a beauty that will grow that sorrow and wisdom make it so How can you think that I'm the one you'll love for evermore How can you think that I'm the one you're feted for For if you find out later that your wrong your sorrow and your sadness will be long |
I
build my life around the dream of you
and that's what helps to see me thru I build my life around a dream and that is all that's left for me As I grow old your beauty only seems to hurt me more As I grow old illusive beauty runs before Dont tell me I'm foolish chasing dreams it's beauty that longing now redeems |