Day by day we began to fade
Far apart with someone else's heart...
He is young, slowly begining to grow,
While he's young, he really doesn't know
We tried and tried many times in the past
but every time we held on,
we never knew how long it would last.
Comments:
'A son growing up without his father...'
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