By Barry Manilow
I've watched the passing of the days,
My Angel, slow my hurried pace.
I hold my dream within my hands,
And fear no shadow where it stands.
I've walked through laughter, walked through pain,
Through cheers of victory and fame.
On every road that I have known,
I've found what I call my own.
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And I will sing, and once again,
I'll share with you my story then,
A simple tale of love so true,
I'll sing on stage; I'll sing with you.
Verse 2
A quiet tune, a gentle sound,
Can heal the deepest wounds we've found.
My voice will never fade away,
My love, beside me always stays.
I will remember every hall,
Where once I answered music's call.
May brighter days come shining through,
And Barry ought to sing it too.
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© Copyright: Анатолий Берлин, 2026
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