But time makes you bolder.
Even children get older, and I'm getting older too.
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills, will the landslide bring it down?
Sure, the landslide will bring it down.
Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life?
But time makes you bolder.
Even children get older, and I'm getting older, too...
Sure, the landslide will bring it down.
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