I pray
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She would have been happy, playing with the kids in the backyard.
Running every Sundays on the beach.
Sleeping at night at the bottom of my bed.
But these are dreams she couldn’t reach.
So I pray
Everyday
Yes I pray
In every way
Did she ever reach the stars?
We would have been like best friends, caring for each others
Talking without words but always real.
She would surely have been a very good mother,
Raising up plenty little barkers.
So I pray
Everyday
Yes I pray
In every way
Did she ever reach the stars?
So I pray
Everyday
Yes I pray
In every way
Did you ever reach the stars?