Verse 1:
Who is this man,
That looks like me?
With big brown eyes,
Through which he sees,
So many things,
Of which to speak,
Never having trouble,
Finding his feet.
Chorus:
Could it be,
That I am,
This man,
Who looks like me?
Verse 2:
Our day of birth,
Each year the same,
We even share,
One given name,
How can it be,
He's so switched on?
I see big things,
Before too long.
Verse 3:
Sitting before,
The eager ears,
Of all the people,
Who came to see,
Him play his tunes,
And sing his songs,
As while he does,
Nothing is wrong.
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