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I'm really scared that you'll forget who I am
It's not the first time, that you've mixed up my name
You ask the same questions over and over again
But I don't blame you and it's not your fault
If growing old ain't for cowards I don't want to be

Courageous at all
Every time I knock on your door
I hope that you're not lying dead on the floor
I feel the rush of blood going through my veins
Like when you're close to the edge and it drives me insane
But when you hold my hand I feel the love of your touch
And it reminds me of the time when I was growing up
But now our timе passes by and I wish I had called you once morе

I wish I called you once more

And every time you say that you'd rather be dead I cry on my way
Home

Cause ironically that's the only thing
That you'll never forget