Looking through a photo-book
And finding ages past
Those times seemed not so long ago--
I guess they flew real fast.
My face is longer (so’s my hair)
And now I’m kind of tall
And now I find it weird to think
That I was e’er that small.
And finding ages past
Those times seemed not so long ago--
I guess they flew real fast.
My face is longer (so’s my hair)
And now I’m kind of tall
And now I find it weird to think
That I was e’er that small.
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