You say you're too old... Even though my soul does not see it that way...
You say you're not schooled and you don't have a diploma to show... Even though you have learned with life more than most will ever learn...
You tell me your stories in a way that is almost as if you're trying to scare me away... And I listen to the way life has carved the men I have in front of me...
Cuz I can't guess what will happen tomorrow...
Cuz I know how much my dreams mean to me...
Cuz there is no way of explaining what makes no sense... And there is no point on trying...
You wonder what will happen if you fall for me...
And I wonder what would happen if I hadn't fallen for you...
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