| When was the last time
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| That they heard you say
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| Mother or father, I love you
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| And when was the last time
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| That they heard you say
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| Daughter or son, I love you
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| Ones you say you cherish every day
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| Can instantly be taken away
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| Then you’d say I know this can’t be true
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| When you never took the time
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| To simply tell them «I love you»
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| When was the last time
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| That they heard you say
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| Sister or brother, I love you
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| And when was the last time
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| That they heard you say
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| Darling or best friend, I love you
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| The one for whom you’d give your very life
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| Could be taken in the twinkling of an eye
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| Through your tears you’d ask why did you go
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| Knowing you didn’t always show
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| Just how much you loved them so
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| These three words
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| Sweet and simple
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| These three words
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| Short and kind
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| These three words
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| Always kindles
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| An aching heart to smile inside
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| I know a family
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| Who hasn’t a cent to their name
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| And yet the joy and love they have between them
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| They always claim
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| And when one’s called from life
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| The survived mourn the lost
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| And will never be the same
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| Yet they rejoice
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| In knowing they gave them their all
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| These three words
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| Sweet and simple
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| These three words
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| Short and kind
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| These three words, these three words
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| Always kindles
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| An aching heart to smile inside
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| These three words
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| Sweet and simple, oh sweet simple
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| These three words
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| These three words, these three words, these three words
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| Short and kind
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| Short and kind
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| These three words
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| Always kindles
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| An aching heart to smile inside
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| These three words
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| These three words |