Dyan - Aging

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Aging I’ve never felt it before now
Mourning the lonely years that I’ve know
I’ve feel it coming
I see it drift
And wonder where well end up then
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
Meaning every intention I had known
Leaving those blessid hopes at the door
I hear your calling, I hope you’ll stay
I’ll visit myself till I see that day
Doubting only the air
Answering every question you have
Forget the message, you’ll find your own
And I’ll make my way to the road back home
Hey, there how did the surgery go
All the friendly advice for your own
I’ll bless his sins on
Know where he’ll be
And I’ll start on that road
But that road’s not clean