Otros Ejercicios
One Day (Reckoning Song) 
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de Asaf Avidan
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No tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't about you all the time
But when I do, I wonder why
You have to go out of my door
And leave like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
That we could told
So one day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
we could told
me and little you
Kept all the things do
They never really think it through
Like I can never you're true
I go again, the blame
The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
That we could told
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
That we have told, I've said
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
That we could have told
I one day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old
we'll be old
Someday we'll be old
Someday we'll be old
Someday we'll be old
Baby, we'll be old
Baby, little pretty baby
Pretty little babe
old baby
Pretty little baby
Baby
Baby
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old
Think of all the stories we could have told
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't about you all the time
But when I do, I wonder why
You have to go out of my door
And leave like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
That we could told
So one day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
we could told
me and little you
Kept all the things do
They never really think it through
Like I can never you're true
I go again, the blame
The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
That we could told
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
That we have told, I've said
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old and think of all the stories
That we could have told
I one day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old
we'll be old
Someday we'll be old
Someday we'll be old
Someday we'll be old
Baby, we'll be old
Baby, little pretty baby
Pretty little babe
old baby
Pretty little baby
Baby
Baby
One day baby, we'll be old
Oh, baby, we'll be old
Think of all the stories we could have told
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