Can I protect you from this wicked world and keep you wrapped up as my little girl? But I want you to be your own world. I want to stop you getting hurt, keeping you alert to the world that will corrupt, interrupt and disrupt you. The world that will slay you pray on you; mess with you.
How can I make you see, stop you making the same mistakes as me, making your life wonderful and complete, keeping your life nice and neat? Preparing you for the challenges you will meet and people who will try to take your seat.
Can I Save You from your soul, save you from digging a big hole, wrap you up and hide you from the world so you stay as pure as snow? but, in my heart I think you know what you need to do, but it doesn’t stop me worrying about you.
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