So many years of all those tears,
She’s seen each bit of me,
But she’d have me leave more than believe,
Oh how I wish that she could see.

And yes she brought me up to be,
Who I am this very day,
But is it really too much for me to ask,
To have her listen to my say?

All I’ve wished for all these years,
Is to walk into my home,
And know she’s there if I need a hug,
And just to know I’m not alone.

And each day I pass that distant door,
Wondering if at last she can see,
Just who I am beneath all the tears,
But blinded no more, she just doesn’t know me.

 
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