| Grandma' welcome home… You have
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| been gone for far too long
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| Is this a dream, are You really back?
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| Let me help You out of the chair…
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| Grandma'
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| Let me touch You, let me feel… Ahhh
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| Grandma' take a look
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| What do You think of the house and
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| the silvery moon?
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| We are going to repaint the front door
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| soon
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| Let me help You out of the chair…
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| Grandma'
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| Let me touch You, let me feel… Ahhh
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| Wait till You see Your room up in the
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| attic
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| Prepared just like You said, without a
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| bed
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| You will find Your rocking chair and
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| the tea pot that Missy found
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| Let me help You out of the chair…
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| Grandma'
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| There is someone waiting for You,
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| now come along
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| Missy and Mother, they are dying to
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| meet You
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| How strange… she’s spoken no word…
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| I wonder Grandma'! |
| Are You all right?
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| Grandma' what was it like to be on
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| that holiday site
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| «Oh it could have been worse but
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| with «THEM"by my side
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| In the twilight «THEY"sang all the old
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| lullabies»
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| Grandma' who are «THEY»… «never
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| mind You dirty little brat»
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| «Let us go inside, something’s on
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| «THEIR"mind
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| «THEY"are still alive, can You feel
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| «THEIR"eyes
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| Can You feel «THEIR"eyes?
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| Now that You are stuck with me You
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| better be my friend. |