How did tomorrow come and find me While I was looking for you Now I'm too old for you to know How many years I have been a fool
Yes the years slipped in just like the wind My hair has turned so gray and I walk heavy on my feet I didn't have much to say back then Now I'm a loser who's really been beat
Sometimes love can hold your heart tenderly And take years before it slaps your face Now I'm woke and I can see I'll be arriving in last place
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But your not at the end yet....
sometimes things do come later in life