My child
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This child who makes my life so bright
and always is right at my side
She makes this living here so nice
but sure this also has its price.
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The pain of leaving someone there behind
For now they're thoughts of you are not so kind
They blame you for the broken heart
And all this living far apart.
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So now the hurt will never leave
because there always is this grieve
They say you learn to live with it
But thats not true, not for one bit.