Treasure Island

Aaron Dacey

(13-12-1990 / wagga wagga)

We Know It Wasn't You


We know it wasn't you
I want you to know i'm sitting here sad and alone waiting for you to come home.
Can't you see i need you you here with me?
I know its not your fault DON'T think
i'm blaming you i'm hopeless with out you
I know you didn't do it I know someone else did it and instead of them looking
and convicting the pointed and blame but DON'T WORRY daddy inside they'll always feel ashamed.
What they did wasn't justice what they did was frame and now your paying the price of another mans sick game.
We all know you didn't do it We all know it isn't true so daddy never forget we love and miss you.

We Love U So Much Daddy..

Submitted: Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Edited: Sunday, February 20, 2011

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