I'm dying to say I love you. But I'm not sure I mean it..
daughter to father - I am broken, but I am hoping.
daughter to father - I am crying, a part of me's dying.
and these are confessions of a broken heart.
I dream of another you, one who would never, never, leave me alone to pick up the pieces.
a daddy to hold me, that's what I needed.
tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
why'd you have to go? why'd you have to go? why'd you have to go?
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