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I'm too old to get divorcedBetter stay the course 'Cause before longI'll be wakin' up tired every dayAnd I'm too old to make new friendsBetter make amendsTime to empty out the junk drawerFor those kind of words I used to saySo I make my case On scented stationarySad and sweet, Like a canary with a coldDid I break my promise?I've just been so nervousI think I lost a hairFor every lie I toldBut I hate to think that this might beThe last thing that I say to youI still could run away with youIf you'll meet me in a dreamAnd I'm so silly since I met you, honeyLetras de cancionesI sing myself to sleepYou have made an old man happy,JosephineAnd I remember Central ParkYou were waiting for the carousel to startSide-saddle so you wouldn't tear your homemade skirtYou had a ponytail and a pink t-shirtAnd I remember visitingThe dorm on 57th StreetWhere the other girls on the Frisbee teamThought I was your dadAnd it's safe to say that this might beThe hardest thing I'll ever doPerhaps one day I'll send for youAssuming I'm aliveAnd all those pretty things We told each other,We meant them at the timeNow we need them more than ever But I hate to think that this might beThe last thing that I say to youI still could run away with youIf you'll meet me in a dreamAnd I'm so silly since I met you, honeyI sing myself to sleepYou have made an old man happy,JosephineBless your heart for who you are,My Josephine From Letras Mania