Old And Sick
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Young and beautiful then,Old and sick now.October in my heart,Winter in my thoughts,Memories in lungsDancing through my blood.Young and naive then,Old and weak now.From young and happyTo old and sad,Because I couldn't connectThose crazy daysWith the present tense.From everything that passed,I was left with scars.From what will pass,I will be left only with "it was..."Young and beautiful then,Old and sick now.Young and naive then,Old and weak now.Happiness is a state of well-beingThat never comes when you need it.Happiness is a state of well-beingThat never comes on time.
