| I knew this kid, his name was Michael
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| He was only four years old
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| We sat on a rock and started talkin'
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| And he told me things I didn’t know
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| He said yesterday he was an Indian
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| And how he played with buffalo
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| Well, I got a sense that he had been there
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| And he made me really wanna go Chorus: Remember waitin’all year for December
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| Thought God was cryin’when it rained
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| And that the stars were fireflies
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| Dreams were real and big as life
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| It was forever everyday
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| I was tuckin’in my little girl
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| She held my hand and we said a prayer
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| I prayed, «Bless Grandma with the angels.»
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| And she said, «Hey Mom, she’s standin’over there.»
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| Well, I couldn’t see her but I don’t doubt it Maybe 'cause I’m older and less wise
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| What if Heaven’s all around us But only seen through children’s eyes
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| (Repeat Chorus)
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| They say when you’re old you’re a child again
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| But do we have to wait 'till then
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| (Repeat Chorus)
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| Forever
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| I knew this kid his name was Michael |