There is a sorrow in your eyes,
We may hear your soft long cries,

Once your little boy now a young sweet angel,
God now rocks a sweet baby in a cradle,

Adorable baby will watch you till the end,
Your guardian angel your best friend.

You wish your baby could dance in light of the moon
You wish that someday he could be a groom.

But we must face the truth

He is in better place
And he will be there waiting, just have a little faith

God took your little boy out of all of the rest,
Just to let all of us know he only takes the best

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