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(Lars Glasø)
My skin is old and wrinkled
My voice like sand and glue
My hands have started to tremble
But I still hold on to you
I used to be so busy
forgot how you made me dizzy
I regret my harsh words and drinking
I didn’t see that we were sinking
Chorus
You’re still the one
Our time has just begun
I didn’t pay attention
A lack of comprehension
Your compassion and indulgence
My deficiency and ignorance
If you knew how I feel
You would know my love is real
Please, listen to my refrain
Could we start again,
Chorus
You’re still the one
Our time has just begun
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