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If you were here |
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I know that you would |
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Truly be amazed |
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At what's become of what you made |
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If you were here |
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You would know how I treasured every day |
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How every single word you spoke |
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Echo's in me like a memory of hope |
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When you were here |
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You could not feel the value that I placed |
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One every look that crossed your face |
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When you were here |
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I did not know just how I had embraced |
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All that you hid behind your face |
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Could not hide from me |
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'Cause it hid in me too |
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Father: |
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Hello tiger, it's fun, talking with you. like this--in fact I'm going to do it more often |
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Now that I'm here I hear you and wonder if maybe you can hear yourself |
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Ringing in me now that your somewhere else. |
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Father: |
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I miss you a lot |
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'Cause I hear your strange music gentle and true |
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Father: |
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But I'm so proud of everything you do there |
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Singing inside me with the best parts of you |
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Father: |
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Next time I see you you'll proudly sing it back to me |
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Now that I'm here |
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I love you... |
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Daughter: |
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It's okay you can go now |