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To the left there is a grieving mother Or someone who's lost a sister or a brother They've already buried two, Or maybe this one is the first But of all emotions, This one is the worst To the right there is a child Who's parents have divorced It doesn't matter what they tell him, Don't matter that they bought that horse 'Cause he still feels, Like he's the one to blame Everyone he hears them fight, He only hears his name. --- Lord I look around I don't like what I see I guess I've never trusted you enough Or made You all I need But when look around! This is all I see.... A world of lost and lonely hearts, And one of them is me
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