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FALL

When I was a young boy I?d run and hide
Fell off the couch once drunk on wine
Seem to regret a certain Valentines
Wish it were early fall in time

A little bit older I run from you
Not any wiser once tried sniffing glue
Remember the good times I hope they?re true
Wish it were early fall I do

And you were on my mind lately on my mind
You?re always on our way back home
Some days I feel fine other days I lie
You?re always on our way back home

And I will make it up to you
I hope I have the time
I will make it up to you
Hope you see the signs

Keeping fit shape my mind
Do you know your son is high
Weakness foresees a life of crime
I have no regrets about the 4th of July

I?m older still I?ve had my fill
Of chasing dreams while standing still
They say it?s my birthday I?m over the hill
But I know Jack and you sure ain?t Jill