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Backstory:

This is a demo I had made, so not actually me singing.                                                                                                                              

Lyrics:

                                                  
ONE MORE LULLABY


Standing in a cold, cold rain that chilled us to the bone
I’ll always remember that day, we had to let you go on
Home to be with the Father, where you could sing your heavenly highs
Like you did for our daughter and me, before the sickness was too much to fight
I told our girl you had gone to be, with the angels up in the sky
And she said I know mama’s one of them and I hope she can fly

Daddy do angels really have wings and can they fly
Do their voices ring out in heaven to God, each and every night
And if I pray real hard and ask God real nice
Do you think He’d let my mama fly down and sing me to sleep with ONE MORE LULLABY

Every day our little girl becomes more and more like you
Tries to comfort me when I’m trying to hide the truth
I tell her it’ll be ok as I bend down to kiss her goodnight
Just like you, she sees right through me, I think she’s reading my mind
She takes my hand pulls me to my knees, our elbows resting on those Barbie sheets
And she says Mama will come in your dreams, if you’ll pray like me

God do angels really have wings and can they fly
Do their voices ring out in heaven to You, each and every night
And if I pray real hard and ask You real nice	
Do You think You’d let my angel fly down and sing me to sleep with ONE MORE LULLABY

   As she drifts off the sleep, I reflect on what used to be
   And find a familiar peace, when I hear you sing, just 
   ONE MORE LULLABY




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