Reality Check
What could I offer to you anyway?
Even if some day there'd be a someday
I'm watching myself getting more and more gray
Older by 14 years, 48 days
We'd have some good years then a burden I'd be
And you'd have to bear it since you married me
The more that I think it, the more that I see
I should give up this dream and let you be free
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