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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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