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Wake up and check the mail |
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Hoping to find a letter from you |
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But all I find are missing children |
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Turn on the morning news |
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Hoping to see a resemblance of you |
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But all I see are missing children |
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Tell me - do you miss me like a missing child |
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Trying to start my day |
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Pouring the coffee, reach for the milk |
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And the carton says...have you seen these children |
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So I go to church and pray |
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Down on my knees when the plate comes with |
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"Please give what you can for the missing children" |
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Tell me - do you miss me like a missing child |
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And I do feel bad for faces in my face all day |
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But the circumstance means I can't think of anything but you |
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No I can't care for anyone but you |
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So I try to get away |
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Whole different place but the signs are the same |
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There's always more, more missing children |
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And when I close my eyes |
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I used to dream sweet dreams of you |
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Now all my dreams are missing children |
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And I miss you - I miss you like a missing child |
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Yeah I miss you - I miss you like a missing child |
