Old Man

Don't cry for me the old man said
To the young man standing by his bed
The time has come for me to go
But there's something I want you to know
From the day you were born until this day
There is something I have tried to say
I have always been a stubborn man
But I think I can say it if you hold my hand
You will probably think it's long overdue
But the truth is Son, I love you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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