With Just One Touch
When you laid him down to rest
We all knew it was for the best
And although it hurts so much
I pray you'll heal with just one touch
The night your father died
You yourself died inside
You wiped your mother's tears dry
But you refused to sit and cry
I'm sorry for your loss
And i'm sorry for your pain
But please don't shut me out
Becasue there won't be much to gain
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