Instrumental
Странно, ты не приходишь, Но я тебя помню Твоя любимая песня В моём телефоне Играет рингтоном Когда ты звонишь И твоё фото на дисплее вместо фона На картоне
Mama, you taught me to do the right things So now you have to let your baby fly You've given me everything that I will need To make it through this crazy
Little boy, six years old A little too used to being alone Another new mom and dad Another school, another house that'll never be home When people ask
I should've known by the way you passed me by There was something in your eyes and it wasn't right I should've walked, but I never had the chance Everything
She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati On a snow white Christmas Eve Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy With the baby in the backseat
There's a place out there for us, more than just a prayer or anything you've ever dreamed of. So if you feel like giving up cause you don't fit in down
t you Carrie: I have half the mind to take the time to find somebody new Both: And I'm not too sure that I'm still over you Carrie: Well if I repeat myself
Blue and gold behind me in the bleachers Go Comanches on makeshift cardboard signs ?We Will Rock You? blaring through the hometown speakers As I flew
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