Take your delicate face,
And rest it on my shoulder,
This life was never meant to be so sad
For us now we're both older.
Turn away, and let these weary worries try
To take away your sadness alibi.
And let me hold you one last time,
And let me catch your tears when you cry.
God, let me.
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