Mother, Daughter, Sister, Lover,
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Her needles and pins hold the pieces together,
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She'll thread your pearls with her words of wisdom,
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In the palm of her hand, your future is there running
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through
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Mother, Daughter, Sister, Lover,
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There's no perfect choice, as you walk in your future
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Be still a child on your bed of eggshell,
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Behind your first steps, it's her shadows that cushion
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your fall
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All questions will simply beg,
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The most innocent replies.
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She'll make you a daisy chain
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And cry as you walk away.
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Mother, Daughter, Sister, Lover,
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Her needles and pins hold the pieces together,
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She'll thread your pearls with her words of wisdom,
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A shoulder to cry on,
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She'll leave all the lights on for you
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Yeah she will leave them on for you
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All questions will simply beg,
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The most innocent replies.
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She'll make you a daisy chain
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And cry as you break away.
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Mother, Daughter, Sister, Lover,
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One day soon you'll be one or the other,
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You'll offer forgiveness, my savior, my sinner,
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And then you will see that the circle begins here with...
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Mother, Daughter, Sister, Lover,
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Father, and Son, Brother, Lover
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One day soon you'll be one or the other.
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and you'll see that the circle begins here with...me
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We can grow together
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We can walk together
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We can laugh, we can
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cry together
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Mother, Daughter,
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Sister, Lover
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Father, and Son,
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Brother, Lover
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One day soon
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I'll discover
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what will be...
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one or the other
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Mother, Daughter, Sister, Lover
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| Billie Myers |
