| The neighbors think I’m crazy to come here the way that I do
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| But I’m lonely and I needed to come here and be close to you
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| Somehow I believe that you hear every word that I say
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| So that’s why I come here and talk to you this way
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| The flowers in your garden are so pretty this time of year
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| So I brought you some roses, sorry, I stained 'em with tears
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| I tell Billy of Heaven and angels that live there like you
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| And I tell him that some day we’ll be livin' there too
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| Yes, darling, I plan to rejoin you in Heaven some day
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| But sometimes I question the reason
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| God took you away
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| You oughta see Billy, he looks more like you every day
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| He’s too young to remember, I guess it’s better that way
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| Well, goodbye, darling, I gotta go now
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| But I promise I’ll be back again
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| With more flowers and news of Billy
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| So sweetheart, goodbye to thee
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| Oh, how silly of me
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| I left out what I came to say
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| I wish you could’ve seen Billy this morning
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| He took his first step today |