(Schmit/Walden/Linderman)
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Do you remember
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Not so long ago
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When I could just pick you up
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And warm your soul
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We'd sit and talk about the difference between
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The world of bad and good
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And I was doing the best I could
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Bedtime stories
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Read you off to sleep
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Wishing you all my love
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And sweet, sweet dreams
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I'd wait until you were closing your eyes
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Just because I thought I should
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And I'd wonder while I watched you breathe
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What this crazy world had up its sleeve
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I was doing the best I could
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"Time Flies"--So the saying goes
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But I don't know if it's true
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Because every dayd is so full of life
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And so much of it is you
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Now you stand-so tall
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And look straight in my eyes
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Longing with all your might
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To be strong and wise
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So on summer nights when you're driving away
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I hope you understand
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That this new found freedom you have earned
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Worries me till you return
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And I'm doing the best I can
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And my love for you will never end
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Song For Owen
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| Timothy B. Schmit |
