Paroles de One
When will we becomeOur future selves
When will we become
What people tell us
You will be a father
A loving man
You will be a doctor
A helping hand
All our friends got married
Down the lane
You'll be soon don't carry
This guiltless shame
Though we've all grown up
You are the same
When we all give up
You hide your pain
Little child
You're the only one
Look at what we've done
To ourselves
Look into the trees
The wind that blows through
All the little leaves That slows too soon
A helping hand
All our friends got married
Down the lane
You'll be soon don't carry
This guiltless shame
Though we've all grown up
You are the same
When we all give up
You hide your pain
Little child
You're the only one
Look at what we've done
To ourselves
Look into the trees
The wind that blows through
All the little leaves That slows too soon
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