I can crawl a mile
To make you smile
I can scrape the sky
Not to make you cry
I can hurt a fly
Not to break your heart
I can shed a tear
If It can bring you back
I won't do anything
I will raise my hands
And pray for you
And smile a mile
Because I know
Wherever you are
You are smiling
Proud and boastful
Telling all that care to hear
'That's my son'
And i am proud of him!
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