| Sunday morning, a phone call stop my breath
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| Dead silence, can’t believe he is dead
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| Without warning, that pressure on my chest
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| I can’t take it, all those memories in my head
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| Sunday morning, a phone call stop my breath
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| Dead silence, can’t believe he is dead
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| Without warning, that pressure on my chest
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| I can’t take it, all those memories in my head
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| He’s on his way see the dead man arrive
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| He’s on the way back home in the sky
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| All that we love we are leaving behind
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| Back in the days keep the memories alive
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| I see stand him by the gates up in the sky
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| Love never ending until the day i die
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| Where ever you are, and where ever you go
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| Always in my thoughts my heart and my soul
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| I see stand him by the gates up in the sky
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| Love never ending until the day i die
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| Where ever you are, and where ever you go
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| Always in my thoughts my heart and my soul |