My little sweet, sweetie little
Across the ocean, I live in brittle
Do I live more or just brittle?
I’m not sure, sweetie little...
I miss you, and that I can’t say
I wanna see you, you turn away
You don’t even know me
But I’m always there, wherever you stay!
There’s gonna be some void for now
I’ll make it in the end somehow
I’m gonna come to you
And I beg, my sweetie little
Hold my hand and walk a little
I’ll wait until you turn and say
Papa, don’t go away
I’ll say no to that angel
And I’ll come to you, my sweetie little…
Across the ocean, I live in brittle
Do I live more or just brittle?
I’m not sure, sweetie little...
I miss you, and that I can’t say
I wanna see you, you turn away
You don’t even know me
But I’m always there, wherever you stay!
There’s gonna be some void for now
I’ll make it in the end somehow
I’m gonna come to you
And I beg, my sweetie little
Hold my hand and walk a little
I’ll wait until you turn and say
Papa, don’t go away
I’ll say no to that angel
And I’ll come to you, my sweetie little…
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