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If life is like a candle bright death must be the wind You can close your window tight and it still comes flowing in So I will climb the highest hill and watch the rising sun And I pray that I don't feel the chill till I'm too old to die young CHORUS Let me watch my children grow to see what they become Oh Lord don't let that cold wind blow till I'm too old to die young Now I have had some dear sweet friends I thought would never die Now the only thing that's left of them is the teardrops in my eyes If I could have one wish today and know it would be done Well I would say everyone could stay till they're too old to die young REPEAT CHORUS TWICE From Letras Mania