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I want to grow old with you. I want to wake you up      in the middle of the night      just to make sure you're okay. I want to sit on the porch      a glass of lemonade in hand      and talk about all those old times. I want to watch as our hair goes grey      as our faces become lined      and orthopedic shoes come into our fashion. But for now we are not so old      and all we have is now      with no guarantee of a future. In this moment under a tree      we wish that today will turn into tomorrow      and those days stretch into years. For I want to grow old with you      and live out our tomorrows together      until we run out.
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Jun 25, 2011
Jun 25, 2011 at 5:30 PM UTC
I Want to Grow Old With You
I want to grow old with you. I want to wake you up      in the middle of the night      just to make sure you're okay. I want to sit on the porch      a glass of lemonade in hand      and talk about all those old times. I want to watch as our hair goes grey      as our faces become lined      and orthopedic shoes come into our fashion. But for now we are not so old      and all we have is now      with no guarantee of a future. In this moment under a tree      we wish that today will turn into tomorrow      and those days stretch into years. For I want to grow old with you      and live out our tomorrows together      until we run out.
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Jun 25, 2011
Jun 25, 2011 at 5:30 PM UTC
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