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Paroles: Cinderella. Falling Apart At The Seams.

Old man looks much younger now,
He lost his strength, respect, somehow.
Look in the mirror at what I found.
It's just the past and it's over now.
Ooooh, it's all over now.
Ooooh, it's all over now.
My heart's like a wheel, and my head's just a stone.
I got my memories, ain't got no home.
I'm falling... falling apart at the seams.
Falling... falling apart at the seams.
Old friends seem much closer now.
They stand the test of time somehow.

Look at the winner who hit the ground.
It comes around and then it goes back down.
Oooh, it's all over now.
Oooh, it's all over now.
My heart's like a wheel, and my head's turned to stone.
I got my memories, ain't got no home.
I'm falling... falling apart at the seams.
Falling... falling apart at the seams.