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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

I wonder

Sometimes I think about you.
Wonder if you're out there somewhere thinkin' about me.
And would you even recognize,
The woman that your little girl has grown up to be.
Cuz I look in the mirror and all I see,
Are your brown eyes looking back at me.
They're the only thing you ever gave to me at all.

Oh I hear the weather's nice. There's sunny skies as far as I can see.
If you ever come back home to.
I wonder what you'd say to me.

I think about how it ain't fair.
That you weren't there.
You weren't around to cheer me on.
Did you think I didn't need you here.
To hold my hand, to dry my tears.
Did you even miss me through the years at all?

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Oh I hear the weather's nice. There's sunny skies as far as I can see.
If you ever come back home.
I wonder what you'd say to me.

Forgiveness.
Such a simple word.
But its so hard to do.
When you've been hurt.

Oh I hear the weather's nice.
And just in case you're wondering about me.
From now on I won't be here...
Your little girl is off...
Your little girl is off...
to finally be set free

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