Saturday, November 22, 2008

As I Grow Older By the Day

Growing older by the day
But I still want to play
I am all yours
If you want me
For you I'm made of clay
Just hold me
And mold me
I'll be yours forever
Be it night
Or be it day
And I will always love you
Come what may
As I grow older by the day

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