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Feb. 8th, 2007 04:40 amI wish you were here to sing me to sleep.
And to hold my hand and stroke my hair and watch over me and reassure me and let me know I am safe for another night.
But most of all to sing me a lullabye.
And to hold my hand and stroke my hair and watch over me and reassure me and let me know I am safe for another night.
But most of all to sing me a lullabye.