Letra de When I'm A Hundred Sixty-Four - Arjen Anthony Lucassen

Will i still be active, passionate and full of life?
Or will i feel redundant,
Yearning for the day i�ll die�
Will i still be relevant, or will i be ignored?
Never thought i�d wonder
What the future has in store�
When i�m a hundred sixty-four
Where will i be living, marble palace
Or dirt floor?
When will i get my pension,
I wouldn�t want to work no more�
When i�m a hundred sixty-four
Will i turn grey, or sport a toupee?
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Or even care anymore�
At a hundred sixty-four
I hope i�ll still be noticed.
Turning heads like before
Will i be cool or nerdy,
Up-to-date or dinosaur
When i�m a hundred sixty-four
Will i be lazy, stuck in my chair
It all seems so crazy, guess i won�t care
Anymore�at a hundred sixty-four
I might just be bored�
At a hundred sixty-four