When I get older
losing my keys
many years from now
will you be blogging
those blogs again
emails, links and lots of boring..
If I'd be a mac, instead of pc
would you trade me in
would you still blog me
would you still read me
if you knew how old I am?
You'd be older too, ahh if you'll say the word
I will blog to you!as sung by the Beatles:
When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a Valentine,birthday greetings,
bottle of wine?
If I'd been out 'till quarter to three,would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
You'll be older, too.Aaah, and if you say the word, I could stay