
I reach out in the night
To run my fingers through your hair
To receive the cold reminder
That you are no longer there
I know you could not help the fact
That you had to go away
But I wish we were together
And always together stay.
Padre
I reach out in the night
To run my fingers through your hair
To receive the cold reminder
That you are no longer there
I know you could not help the fact
That you had to go away
But I wish we were together
And always together stay.
Padre
Gone… but never forgotten…
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