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Ain’t It Sad How Things Turn Out to Be

Ain’t It Sad How Things Turn Out to Be

When I was young,
I was so carefree,
At least that’s how
It seems to me,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?

Full of hope,
Full of passionate dreams,
A thrilling new world
Lay right before me,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?

Glass half full,
Then it’s half empty,
My mood can change
So very unpredictably,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?

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