(Jason Blume/Karen Taylor-Good)
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This is the woman
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Who had all the answers
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The one I would lean on
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For comfort, for strength
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She's never forgotten
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One grandchild's birthday
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Now she can't remember my name
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And it makes me so angry
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I shake my fist
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And cry out to the heavenly one
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Why would you play
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Such a cold hearted trick
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I thought your job was to love
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And the answer came down from above
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She's gonna fly
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When her time here is through
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First she'll have to let go
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Of some things she can't use
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'Cause people and places
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Memories and faces
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Are just way too heavy it seems
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To carry on angel's wings
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This is the woman
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Who saw things so clearly
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The one who could pick out
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One crumb on the floor
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She saw through a white lie
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Saw me through love's eyes
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She hardly can see anymore
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And it makes me so sad
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And it just isn't fair
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Why should so much be taken away
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But when I cry out
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For all that she's lost
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I silently hear someone say
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She's gonna fly
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When her time here is through
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First she'll have to let go
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Of some things she can't use
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'Cause people and places
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Memories and faces
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Are just way too heavy it seems
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To carry on angel's wings
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And oh, the wonders she'll see
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And I know she'll remember
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To watch over me
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She's gonna fly
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When her time here is through
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First she'll have to let go
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Of some things she can't use
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'Cause people and places
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Memories and faces
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Are just way too heavy it seems
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To carry on angel's wings
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To carry on angel's wings
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She's Gonna Fly
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| Collin Raye |
