All are born doing as we please
Oh so young enchanted by disease
No wisdom comes without
A few lessons about
What we cannot see
A life we dare not lead
You've shown me where to hide
To whom I can confide
So wake my soul rejoice
It comes down to a choice
A life to live for.
Can't you feel it in the end?
Your fathers strength,
You mothers tenderness?
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