We'll sit until the morning, and I'll go quietly
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You yourself raised such a wild
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And there's no reason to worry
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Because of a man who is so drawn to miss
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At leisure in the evening I have five meetings
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I again have a game unworthy of candles
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But what songs are played in the car
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And how much more is there in the stash
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Thanks for everything mom
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I've always been beyond my years
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Believing in the stars and not trusting the eyes
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Truth in empty talk, light in darkness
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But this world you repainted in pink
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Yes mom
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I've always been beyond my years
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Believing in the stars and not trusting the eyes
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Truth in empty talk, light in darkness
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But this world you repainted in pink
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We'll sit until the morning, I'll leave in patches
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Let's talk about my luck again
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And about my career, and about my family
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About the fact that you are like her to me, and she is not jealous
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I wished you for myself so many times, and now
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My second mother, with goosebumps
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When I grow up I will repeat your habits
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In the meantime, thanks for the calmness for the hysterical
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Thanks for everything mom
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I've always been beyond my years
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I believe in the stars and do not trust my eyes
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Truth in empty talk, light in darkness
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But this world you repainted in pink
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Yes mom
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I've always been beyond my years
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I believe in the stars and do not trust my eyes
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Truth in empty talk, light in darkness
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But this world you repainted in pink
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Thanks for everything mom
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I've always been beyond my years
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Believing in the stars and not trusting the eyes
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Truth in empty talk, light in darkness
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But this world you repainted in pink
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Yes mom
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I've always been beyond my years
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I believe in the stars and do not trust my eyes
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Truth in empty talk, light in darkness
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But this world you repainted in pink
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(Thanks for everything mom)
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Thanks for everything mom |