The night is so cold and life is so old
And the wind is now heavy with day dreams
And I hold your hand to the music
And we think of the days of our youth
Every year at this time, our feet feel so inclined
And we hear those old musical memories
We slip thru this dance
Like the first time we started falling in love
This we do, and I am still with you
And the heart beat still calls
For the annual waltz
It is our theme song for falling in love
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Oh I laughed at you, you laughed at me
While our grandchildrens'children have babies
Way off in the future, we are long gone
And someone still mentions our names
Old pictures, in books, small shady nooks
Where our descendants learn all about us
And the dancing goes on to the fiddle
As they still play the Annual Waltz
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