| Softly softly comes
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| The train into the station
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| She has often waited
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| And wondered if he’ll come
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| Why has he kept her waiting
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| Held from coming home now
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| Was it troubled loyalty
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| Or a brand new family
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| Will he step down
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| Onto the platform
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| Will he stay now
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| Or go again
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| Softly something comes
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| A feeling that she loves him
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| Remembering his birthday
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| And sentimental times
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| Was she really that bad
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| To force him to silence
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| Were her tears forgotten
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| Or was it just that letter of pain
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| «Daddy will you
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| Stay this time?
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| Daddy will you
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| Walk away?»
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| Shower her
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| With your own tears
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| Give to her
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| That lovely lost look
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| Open now
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| Those cold blue eyes
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| Promise her
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| There’ll be no more goodbyes
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| No goodbyes
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| Softly something feeling
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| As if she is just dreaming
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| Daddy she has been good
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| You must be here to stay
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| Slowly steam is rising
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| She’s shouting as she sees you
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| She’s running up to hold you
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| Will your arms be there?
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| «Daddy will you
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| Stay this time?
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| Daddy will you
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| Go again?»
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| Shower her
|
| With your own tears
|
| Give to her
|
| That lovely lost look
|
| Open now
|
| Those cold blue eyes
|
| Promise her
|
| There’ll be no more goodbyes
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| No surprise
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| No more surprise
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| Shower her
|
| With your own tears
|
| Give to her
|
| That lovely lost look
|
| Open now
|
| Those cold blue eyes
|
| Promise her
|
| There’ll be no more goodbyes
|
| No surprise
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| No more surprise
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| No surprise |