In the twilight of my life, when I walk alone
In the twilight of my life, when there is nothing I can offer
You come shining right through the tunnel of life
Stopping me midway,
making me wonder,
making me think,
making me blush once again......
Why in the twilight of my life, when there is nothing I can offer?
The sails of my boat are tattered and torn,
The wheel that drives the ship has broken,
The rudder moves aimlessly
And, you have come to the rescue?
Why now, when I have nothing to offer?
Except my blues,
my pain,
my worries,
There is nothing else on the platter to serve you O Master.
Why now, when I have come to the end of the chapter in the book of life?
Why now, when the story has ended?
Why now, when there is no music left to play?
WHY NOW???
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