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feel the pain Growing into the night, Mary And I can feel the taste Of your third birthday cake Remember how it was To hold you into my arms, Mary It

feel the pain Growing into the night, Mary And I can feel the taste Of your third birthday cake Remember how it was To hold you into my arms, Mary It

you feel the pain Growing into the night, Mary And I can feel the taste Of your third birthday cake Remember how it was To hold you into my arms, Mary