What will I be years from now
What will I wear, how will I look
I think too much, I think too much
Sometimes it's scary over thinking
What you have or haven't done
You think too much, you think too much
Will the rain smell the same
Will our loosing treacherous game
And the star much shine
The colours seem so blurry
Will I end up all alone
Without a shoulder to cry on
What will I be years from now
I have answered them but none have answered me
And when my time has come
I hope my last seconds in this life will have you
Will have you
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