My father`s eyes


Then the light begins to shine And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow, Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say? How do I teach him? What do we play?

Bit by bit, I've realized That's when I need them, That's when I need my father's eyes.



fotat av alondra.



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