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When the wrinkles on my face begin to show And my hair attains a slivery glow I want to be holding your hand I want to be your man I want to grow old with you When I look into your eyes I will see our paradise And when I hold you in my arms I know I’ll always fell your charm I want to grow old with you You will always be my glow And though the lust may begin to slow I just want you to always know My love for you will only grow I want to grow old with you I always want to be by your side Walking with you with so much pride All through the twilight years Through all the joys and tears I want to grow old with you Terence S
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Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 1:12 PM UTC
I want to grow old with you
When the wrinkles on my face begin to show And my hair attains a slivery glow I want to be holding your hand I want to be your man I want to grow old with you When I look into your eyes I will see our paradise And when I hold you in my arms I know I’ll always fell your charm I want to grow old with you You will always be my glow And though the lust may begin to slow I just want you to always know My love for you will only grow I want to grow old with you I always want to be by your side Walking with you with so much pride All through the twilight years Through all the joys and tears I want to grow old with you Terence S
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Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 1:12 PM UTC
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