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The feelings of a daughter when her father has to go out for work. |
I’m going to be a big girl someday And when you’ll leave I won’t cry. But not today Sorry I can’t let you fly high in the sky. Just hold my hand right now Protect me from the storm Daddy I’m not ready to say ‘Ciao’ Maybe I won’t be till I live in a dorm. And I’m sorry for crying when you have to go Sorry I don’t slacken my grip when you need to leave It might take a little time, the process might be slow But I promise you someday when you go I won’t grieve. Work is something you have to do And I know you do it for me But for right now let me be blue And someday a baby I won't be. |