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It makes me tired, waiting for whatever Practice patience in the grand design I try to have a conversation But I lost my voice, and then I lost my shine I'm not too old to play the game You may think I don't look the same But before... the day... fades... You'll see me come around It's not easy finding things to put together You rush ahead, feeling left behind I hear my basic fundamental Ringing out of tune, and almost out of time I'm not too old to play the game You may think I don't look the same But before... the day... fades... Oooh, you'll see me come around Try and see, the shapes of things to come I concentrate but I strain my eyes I've lost my depth perception Everything is shallow, and I can't read the signs I'm not too old to play the game Letras de cancionesYou may think I don't look the same But before... the day... fades... away... Oooh, you'll see me come around See me come around You'll see me come around (Thanks to Shakey Deal for these lyrics) From Letras Mania