As we age our dreams are dying,
For those who still remember where they came from,
For those who still believe in magic,
For those who still believe in love.
As we age,
We tend to take things for granted,
but we just can't let go,
Will you still love me when I'm gone,
Will you still hear my voice as we grow old,
Age is a number,
But that doesn't mean you should fear
I'm staying young
through my own delight,
Not by the glare of the sun
I'll stay young because I choose
To enjoy this time of my life.
As we age we shall become as children
We learn to live within our dreams
So we can play out our fantasies
and not be afraid
For we are as we are
And like the stars in the sky
We shall shine bright!
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