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Nicholas: |
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She never really had a chance |
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On that fateful moonlit night |
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Sacrificed without a fight |
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A victim of her circumstance |
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Now that Ive become aware |
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And Ive exposed this tragedy |
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A sadness grows inside of me |
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It all seems so unfair |
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Im learning all about my life |
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By looking through her eyes |
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Just beyond the churchyard gates |
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Where the grass is overgrown |
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I saw the writing on her stone |
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I felt like I would suffocate |
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Inloving memory of our child |
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So innocent, eyes open wide |
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I felt so empty as I cried |
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Like part of me had died |
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Im learning all about my life |
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By looking through her eyes |
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And as her image |
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Wandered through my head |
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I wept just like a baby |
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As I lay awake in bed |
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And I know what its like |
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To lose someone you love |
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And this felt just the same |
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She wasnt given any choice |
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Desperation stole her voice |
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Ive been given so much more in life |
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Ive got a son, Ive got a wife |
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I had to suffer one last time |
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To grieve for her and say goodbye |
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Relive the anguish of my past |
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To find out who I was at last |
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The door has opened wide |
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Im turning with the tide |
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Looking through her eyes |
