Old Young Boy
I look at the mirror
I see an old man.
With wrinkles all around.
With a silver hair.
I look at the mirror
My looks suddenly change
I see a young boy
Running around
I see a young boy
Working hard
I see a young boy
Living his life
I like the way I look
I like the fact i'm healthy
I am a handsome old man
With a young's boy heart
And I will always be
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