When I was younger, younger than before, I never saw the truth hanging from the door.
And now I'm older, see it face to face. Now I'm older, gotta get up, clean the place.
And I was green, greener than the hills where the flowers grew and sun shone still.
Now I'm darker than the deepest sea. Just hand me down, give me a place to be.
And I was strong, strong in the sun. I thought I'd see when day is done.
Now I'm weaker than the palest blue. Oh, so weak in this need for you.
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