Hold on to your love,
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but don't hold on too tight.
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And death is just a word we use to counter life.
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We blame it on the dove,
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when we cannot be free.
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We curse the stars above and say the rosary.
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So take her by the hand,
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tell her truths and lies,
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and love her while you can, before she learns to fly.
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And try to understand
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she has not gone wild.
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Though she's your little girl, she is not a child anymore.
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Her heart and mind are strong,
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she wants to make a change.
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No one's in the wrong, no need to rearrange.
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Her love is always there,
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a simple state of mind.
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So join her if you care -- the truth is in her eyes.
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The truth is in her eyes, in her eyes.
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In Her Eyes
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| Shawn Mullins |
