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I look into his eyes, and I see a past that no one could ever touch.
When I look at his face, the tears swell in my eyes, because I want to take him from his pain.
He needs to be a kid; stop walking on pins and needles around everyone.
If there was only someone there to teach him wrong from right.
Since I met him, I cry more and more.
Because I just want to save him; comfort him, but I can't.
When I look at his face, the tears swell in my eyes, because I want to take him from his pain.
He needs to be a kid; stop walking on pins and needles around everyone.
If there was only someone there to teach him wrong from right.
Since I met him, I cry more and more.
Because I just want to save him; comfort him, but I can't.