And
when you're older
I will miss the moments
When you slept in my arms
So safe and sure, so tenderly
or babbling sweetly on my knee
making we wonder just how
happily ever after snuck up on me
There will be times when you will
Roll your eyes at your old Dad
The years spread before you
Like a string of pearls
But there will moments
When you'll miss the moments
When your mother and I
would lead you through the world
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Time
flies when you're living well
Days go by and you can hardly tell
I look at you and I can measure time
I'm really well on my way |
And when I'm older
I will still be crazy
And I hope that you'll bring
your young ones 'round now and then
And who'll be the wiser
if I tell them stories 'bout how
Three little angels came
To this old man
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Time
flies when you're living well.
Years go by and you can hardly tell.
I look at you and I can measure time
I'm really well on my way |
And when you're
older
I'll be just a memory
And I hope that you'll smile
And have some tales to tell
'Cause there will be some who will love you
Just as dearly as I do
But there will be none who will love you
Near as well
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