If you could care,
just a little,
and give me a shoulder
and a warm hug...
my heart would live
with your support
and there's be no reason
for the end of my life.
If you could listen,
just a little,
and pitch in with small words
and some comfort...
my heart would live
with your support
and there'd be no reason
for me to cry.
If you could carry me,
just some times,
when my leg is broke
and maybe my heart too...
my heart would live
with your support
and there'd be no reason
for me to try.
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