| Mother, daughter, sister, lover,
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| Her needles and pins hold the pieces together,
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| She’ll thread your pearls with her words of wisdom,
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| In the palm of her hand, your future is there running
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| Through
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| Mother, daughter, sister, lover,
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| There’s no perfect choice, as you walk in your future
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| Be still a child on your bed of eggshell,
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| Behind your first steps, it’s her shadows that cushion
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| Your fall
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| All questions will simply beg,
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| The most innocent replies.
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| She’ll make you a daisy chain
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| And cry as you walk away.
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| Mother, daughter, sister, lover,
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| Her needles and pins hold the pieces together,
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| She’ll thread your pearls with her words of wisdom,
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| A shoulder to cry on,
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| She’ll leave all the lights on for you
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| Yeah she will leave them on for you
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| All questions will simply beg,
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| The most innocent replies.
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| She’ll make you a daisy chain
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| And cry as you break away.
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| Mother, daughter, sister, lover,
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| One day soon you’ll be one or the other,
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| You’ll offer forgiveness, my savior, my sinner,
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| And then you will see that the circle begins here with…
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| Mother, daughter, sister, lover,
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| Father, and son, brother, lover
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| One day soon you’ll be one or the other.
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| And you’ll see that the circle begins here with… me We can grow together
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| We can walk together
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| We can laugh, we can
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| Cry together
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| Mother, daughter,
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| Sister, lover
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| Father, and son,
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| Brother, lover
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| One day soon
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| I’ll discover
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| What will be…
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| One or the other |