Nhạc sĩ: Gin Wigmore, Mitchell Froom
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Chains, can they be worn down?
Blame in losing you late
All of your heartache on me
Heavy is the hand
Please, will you come closer
To see
That I've broken
All of your heartache
Down
I need
My father
To be
A part of who you are
I pray
To hear you in my heart
Take me home again
The year goes by
And I happily
The same
Will I tell my son
Your vision
Fade
Time
Will tell
My father
Say
Time
Will tell
My father
Say
As you get older
You see
Good memories
Live on
But this sense
Never leaves
Me
Even though I am not alone
I've heard
For the places you belong
Take me home
As the year goes by
And I will be the same
Will I tell my son
Your vision
Fade
Down
As the sun sets
Will tell
My father
You say
Time
Will tell
Tell my father
You say
Why was I stolen
To sleep
That I look back
Of the times
I'd vacuumed
Once I could find
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