When I was little
my little heart went out to play,
And I, being young, let her go.
Now she has come back
after a few too many scrapes,
and I cannot welcome her home.
my little heart went out to play,
And I, being young, let her go.
Now she has come back
after a few too many scrapes,
and I cannot welcome her home.
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