| Cradle of My Arms |
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| I dont mind, where I wake this morning. |
| I will only be misjudged. |
| you here but your mind is elsewhere. |
| you have battled for so long. |
| just call me when you feel like coming home. |
| calll me when you feel like coming home. |
| have I changed or do my eyes just see things so differently. |
| lay the blame only if you have to. |
| but its you who brought you here |
