Our child we take by hands, in the middle she proud stands, and you ask her, do you mind not to be that being kind? And she smiles, and says, okay, I will find a better way. I will make the two of you my concern, and you both do. And I laugh, and say, my pride, by you heaven will abide. Shall we now go for a walk, or stand still, a while, to talk? She says, over there, she points, there are flowers, making joints. Can we go there, for to see what it is like, in the free? You and I, above her head, share eyes, to this moment led. And as we eachother kiss, she looks up, this not to miss. [Instrumental] In the park we will be found seeing her play all around. Maybe we will find a bench. Maybe view of two will blench.
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