The day has come, for packing boxes
Dusty pictures with familiar faces
Put them down, better mow the lawn
Before the day is gone
One more look down the street
And playback all my memories
Oh clock, just stop for a second
I still see the kid inside the mirror
I'm all grown up, moving on
Life feels short, it used to feel long
The flying birds, reminds me
That sometimes we have to go
Something's waiting for me..
(Don't Fade Away, David Choi)
Dusty pictures with familiar faces
Put them down, better mow the lawn
Before the day is gone
One more look down the street
And playback all my memories
Oh clock, just stop for a second
I still see the kid inside the mirror
I'm all grown up, moving on
Life feels short, it used to feel long
The flying birds, reminds me
That sometimes we have to go
Something's waiting for me..
(Don't Fade Away, David Choi)
it's so you boy. Best of luck for you. God bless you.
I Love You.
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