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Oh so I pray |
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Oh at night |
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I wake up praying |
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All day light |
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I pray to you |
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And hear my request |
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I ask of you |
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To save this baby |
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O look at the girl |
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From inside |
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Is cancer eaten |
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Is life deprived |
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And if so by who |
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Could it be you |
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I see no need |
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For a baby's wisdom for you |
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Oh God the girl |
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All yellow turned |
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Cheeks are swollen |
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And soul is burned |
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Oh but the girl |
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The girl is gone |
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And the deed is done |
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It must be wrong |
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Now I pray |
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My prayers not heard |
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Could it be your death |
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Death to mortal word |
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Oh and see her pain |
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And drain and drain |
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Could you be deaf |
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And blind my friend |
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Oh and so we hold |
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Can you not hear |
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Can you not see |
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And if with words |
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You could change the way |
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Things are arranged |
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Surely you'd be speaking |
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Seeking no change |
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Oh but the girl |
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Deaf dumb and blind |
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From the cancer burning |
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Deep down inside |
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Oh but the deed is done |
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And the girl is gone |
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And I see no faith |
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That I have won |
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Well you may find you're little |
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You may find your tracks |
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You may go |
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For me the girl is gone |
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Oh you may find you're attraction |
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To me the baby's gone |
