My life, it don't count for nothing.
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When I look at this world, I feel so small.
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My life, it's only a season:
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A passing September that no one will recall.
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But I gave joy to my mother.
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And I made my lover smile.
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And I can give comfort to my friends when they're hurting.
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And I can make it seem better for a while.
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My life, it's half the way travelled,
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And still I have not found my way out of this night.
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An' my life, it's tangled in wishes,
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And so many things that just never turned out right.
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But I gave joy to my mother.
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And I made my lover smile.
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And I can give comfort to my friends when they're hurting.
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And I can make it seem better,
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I can make it seem better,
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I can make it seem better for a while.
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Oh, oh oh.
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Oh oh.
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My Life
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| Iris Dement |
