Guiding her into dream time
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Following lights in her eyes
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This living behind's got her frightened
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So I'm here and I'm working all night
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How is she not breaking down?
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Oh God I feel her shaking
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Try as I might to provide her light
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In the end it's she who's breaking
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I'm holding the choice as she grows life from it's stem
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Is it better to say not now when I'm trying learn: yes?
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I'm dreaming of bouncing feet and your motherly smile
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But when you're sleeping so far away I can't feel what's inside
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How am I still holding on?
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Oh God I hope I am holding
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She'll try and describe what my strength provides but I fear my strength is failing
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If I could change my mind
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I would change
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What's the change for the better
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For a child who learns not to cry?
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And to the boy who relies on his anger:
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You'll survive but you won't feel exchange
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And why all these doubts?
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And what are all these doubts?
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I see in her eyes that I'm holding her fine but all I'm hearing is doubts
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Even as water's crushing over my head
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And the rhythm that I would slow is picking up it's pace
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I'm learning from older shames as I'm watching them die
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And I'm still hoping to see her smile in the morning when we wake
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Now that I am waking up
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Oh God I hope I am waking
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Though I'm overwhelmed at times I find that I'm less afraid of change
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Change all the time
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I'm still finding what's sure
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And not getting lost in my mind
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I know I can try
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Needing my own
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But still
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Getting lost in her eyes
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And hoping it's time
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Wide eyed
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I get wide eyed
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Wide Eyed
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