I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song
I'm twenty-two now, but I won't be for long
Time hurries on
And the leaves that are green turn to brown
And they whither with the wind
And they crumble in your hand ......
So wrote a man now on the verge of 80 ......
Is there a range of years when a composer is at their peak ....... ?????
I'm twenty-two now, but I won't be for long
Time hurries on
And the leaves that are green turn to brown
And they whither with the wind
And they crumble in your hand ......
So wrote a man now on the verge of 80 ......
Is there a range of years when a composer is at their peak ....... ?????
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