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The frames hang on the wall
We so often walk by
And don’t notice at all
The world was still new
There’s a light in your eyes
Back before we all grew
Close the window
It’s getting cold
Or maybe I’m just getting old
There’s a promise I made
Long before you were born
Back when everyone prayed
I’d remember each day
Like it was the first morn
And I’d teach you to play
All that I hold dear
All that I’ve been neglecting
Lately I’ve started collecting
Standing in front of these frames
Pointing up at the faces
And saying their names
Telling you who I was then
The world putting me through my paces
I can be him again
Today it’s so clear
The pictures I should be selecting
All that I hold dear
All that I’ve been neglecting
Angel have no fear
I’m not aging - I’m perfecting
And lately I’ve started collecting
Climbing the mountains no matter how high
Lying back watching the fire in the sky
Keeping the fire burning late in the night
Watching you sleep in the morning’s first light
Opening presents, you’d never believe
It’s better to give than it is to receive
Remembering every last person I knew
And spending each moment I can with you
