Treat her gently Treat her kind She doesn't even know her own mind Treat her simply Take it slow Make it easy And let her know You'll never find another way
Here we sit Two lonely old people Eaking our lives away
Bit by bit Two lonely old people Keeping the time of day
Here we sit Out of breath And nobody asked us to play
-- old people's home for the play -- Nobody asked us to play
Treat her gently Treat her kind She doesn't even know her own mind
Treat her simply Make it slow Take it easy And let her know You'll never find another way
Here we sit Two lonely old people etc. etc . . . . . . . . . . . . nobody asked us to play.
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