I'll probably never know,
Know the colour of my daughters eyes,
I'll never see your smile through her,
Won't get the chance to hold her,
They way I held you,
All this won't take place,
Only if I don't get a chance with you,
Please don't let her down,
She's up above counting on us,
Waiting on us to bring her home,
Where she has always belonged,
With you and I,
A little star pulled down from the sky,
It will be a very beautiful life,
If everyday is made of you and I.
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