I am more afraid of living
Than I am scared to die
I am more afraid of falling
Than I am of flying high
But every moral has a story
And every story has an end
Every battle has its glory
And its consequence
I am more afraid of loving
Oh, than I am of being scorned
Oh, but I will keep on trying
Though I have been forewarned
But every moral has a story
And every story has an end
Every battle, every battle has its glory
And its consequence
And its con-consequence
I would rather, I would rather me be lonely
And you have someone to hold
I'm not as scared of dying
As I am of growing old
Growing old
Of growing, of growing, of growing old
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