In The End – Ida MariaBy Twenty-two summersAnd I hope you’ll have a hundred moreColors of this room will always followI hope we meet in the endWith wrinkles like the divasAnd we’ll dance again and againIn the endIn the endOh, oh, oh…Days and months and yearsAnd cities people love and fearMay god wherever she’s out drinking always be www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20