| Winter’s cold, summer’s hot
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| Love is old, dreams are not
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| Times are hard and so am I
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| Tired heart, too tired to cry
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| Dreams are all I have to give
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| When we die our dreams still live
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| Old man, I’m thirsty still
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| One day I’ll drink my fill
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| Oh, I’ve been away too long
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| I’ve been away too long
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| I don’t remember how it’s done
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| Can I call on you for help
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| Do I have to help myself
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| Are you glad with what you’ve got
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| Are you burning, are you hot
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| When we’re old, like as not
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| We will burn until we rot
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| Don’t weep old man, don’t weep don’t cry
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| I knew you when
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| I was so much colder then
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| Fathers always build the dreams
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| Children tear apart the seams
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| Old man, I’m thirsting still
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| One day I’ll drink my fill
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| Old man, please don’t die
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| Before our thirst is satisfied |