Old Boy from Tape by Stolen Twice

Review at all those years – they have passed
Mine weight under to the years you've counted in your life
When I'm telling old stories about you
Oh – these stories how you lived your life

You are still the little boy
Who wanna further be young
It is your mulish way driving me nuts
But I can't resent it to an old boy

I remember the time when we were three
back in the garden – not long ago
When the air smelled paint and grass
And I was playing on the carpet
This time I miss the most

You are still the little boy
Who further don't wanna grow up
It is this mulish way which droves her nuts
but I know – she loved you

For the last time we were only two
We drank and laughed the hole night long
I'm still listening to your old stories
forget all the pain and sorrow
I felt the past – smelling garden in the sun
I'm so glad that you're there for me
My old boy

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