Lights from the bedroom made halos of hair around her head
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And later in silence she lay soft as silk on my bed
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She whispered I love you then I placed a kiss on her cheek
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And in moments her eyelashes covered her dark eyes in sleep
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I lay there in silence as she lived in dreams of her own
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Loving her so much the tears down my face warmly flowed
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Her soft hair kissed my pillow and curled gold and brown on her cheek
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My mind took a picture for a memory that I'd always keep
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Saturday morning we laughed and we walked in the park
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Having such good times that we lost today to the dark
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Sunday came running her mother came promptly at three
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Taking my daughter my pride and joy away from me
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The week days are so lonely but on Fridays Lord my life begins
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Cause I can't have her only on the weekends
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Saturday morning we laughed...
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Saturday morning we laughed...
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Weekends
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| Dickey Lee |
