Life
A father may worry from son to son but a mothers worry is never done.
My head hurts,
My heart does too.
But I won’t live
Your life for you.
Pick yourself up,
Get on down the street.
Start walking on
Your own two feet.
My heart does too.
But I won’t live
Your life for you.
Pick yourself up,
Get on down the street.
Start walking on
Your own two feet.
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