And I say why. Why had this person left me dispair?
Perhaps, she had nothing to spare.
For I was her only daughter she had,
she left me for I had a new mom and dad.
And I say why. Why was so young and had to do drugs and drink?
for I know why, she was to young to even think.
For she lost all her precious angels from above
all she has now is the imaginary passion for love.
And I say why. Why had she betrayed us all?
perhaps back then her heart was to small.
If only she knew that I would forgive her sin,
just maybe I'd let her see me again.
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