When your future is much shorter than your past
You have the time to look back at your life at last
Things you remember most are not grand or excess
It's the ordinary things which brought us happiness
I miss all my ten precious, cuddly babies
Now grown into good men and fine ladies
I love them as much now as I did then
I just wish they were all babies again
You have the time to look back at your life at last
Things you remember most are not grand or excess
It's the ordinary things which brought us happiness
I miss all my ten precious, cuddly babies
Now grown into good men and fine ladies
I love them as much now as I did then
I just wish they were all babies again
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