when we were young stories were told
Now that we're old stories are told
Of how I hold you tight
That I'd kiss you sweet like
People said there was a connection between us
Stories will be told
From when our children are young
Whenever I see those people I tell them they were right until they're old
We must have had a blessing from above
About our endless love Stories will be told until the end of time
Stories will be told until we're old
Stories will be told until we're old
Stories will be told until the end of time Oh, let me tell youmine, let me tell you mine
Until the sun won't rise
It all started on 77th street It changed my views
When we were just thirteen
I had no cares at all
Until i saw you from the corner of my eye
It changed my whole life.
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