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When I Was Young

A love which cannot age...
When I was young, I dreamed

(I dreamed)

Of kissing (and kissing)

‘Till night were through,

And you were my vision,

Yes, you were my vision

Draped in love,

Caressingly blue.

Now, I am not young

And I am not old,

I believe, I believe

(I believe) in you,

And my dreams are of loving,

My dreams are of loving,

Under the vast red sky with you.

And when I am old,

I shall still dream

Yes, I shall (still dream)

‘Till dreaming is through.

Oh when I am old,

I shall still hold.

My vision, clearly




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