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It was a sunday morning |
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I was way too young for this day |
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The phone rang, and her fates changed |
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And that's when all the pain came |
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I sat there trying to comprehend |
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I'll never see my dad again |
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He never saw me singing |
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He never saw me spell my name |
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And the images won't fade |
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Your voice, my joy, your pain |
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It's painted on my brain |
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No matter what I do or say |
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Another sunday morning |
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The biggest day of my life |
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She said "there's something inside me |
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Nine months and you will meet him" |
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In the delivery room I'm a patient boy |
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I wait, I wait, I wait |
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For the new life we created |
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If he's watching above would he be proud? |
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It's painted on my brain |
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Your voice, my joy, your pain |
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It's painted on my brain |
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No matter what I do or say |
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These images won't fade |
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PAINTED ON MY BRAIN |
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These images won't fade |
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Your voice, my joy, your pain |
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It's painted on my brain |
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No matter what I do or say |
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These images won't fade |
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Your voice, my joy, your pain |
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It's painted on my brain |
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No matter what I do or say |
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These images won't fade |
