Lyrics:
Four score and seven years to goI've done it all with none to showBy now you think I'd ask myselfThink I'd try to pin it downDon't stop it's almost over nowWhisper softly across your mouthLast breath then I finally dieYou always made me feel so youngNow I wait too much for meLonger still or so it seemsOr so it seemsOr so it seemsFour score and seven years to goI've done it all with none to showNow I wait too much for meLonger still or so it seems