So there I go again with the broken heart,
Back to the place which they call it a start.
Accept it and keep it, cry for it or throw it,
Choose one to be with it.
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come home and don't be embarrass to hug me,
come home and don't be afraid to tell me that u love me;
don't forget that i am your son cause i was your wish,
and to the mother was your first kiss
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