Robin Gibb Biography

THIS gloomy room I dwell
As I sit here I feel something in the air
Ignore I do but it over powers me I know
A cold feeling, the smell of flowers
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For life itself is to be thankful for
And I'm so thankful for every passing day
Not just for the many things I own
But simply being thankful in every way
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Where are the days of unmasked faces
Everyone talked closer and carefree
How different things change
Stay Safe is all we hear and see
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I saw this elderly man cross the street
A few kids were calling him old man
His face so sad as he walked along
Why don't these kids understand
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If I told you would you care
I think we're world far apart
You seem to know me
But not what's in my heart
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