Intro
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Verse:
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She was diagnosed on a Friday,
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The kids were almost home,
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The kids were on their way back home from school,
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Lying face down in the gutter,
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Of unaccomplished dreams,
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And broken memories of things to come.
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"Sorry ma'am, I really am. I had to break the news.
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I had to make the phone call to tell you that you're due,
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You know where, I'll tell you when,
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And I suggest you start living these next three weeks,
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The best way that you can."
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Every night for three long weeks,
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She’d roam the hallways half asleep,
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And as the footsteps fade away,
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In my mind, I could swear, I could swear, I heard her say:
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Don't wait for me, you’ve got a lot to do, you’ve got a lot to be,
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And in the end maybe, I'll see you there.
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Verse 2
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Lost strength on a Saturday,
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Spent the day in bed
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"yeah, I'm fine. it's just the flu", she said with a smile
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But when they turned their backs, the tears would flow
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She knew she only had a while
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To live (to breath)
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To be (to see)
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To bleed, to stand
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On her own two weakened feet
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And so I pray everyday
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"Don't take my moher away"-
Chorus
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