I think about my daughters
Crying out all their tears
Some days their eyes are all dry
Some days tears come in floods
Dripping down their poor sad faces
Leaving tracks upon their cheeks
Sometimes we cry together
Sometimes we cry alone
It all depends on how we're feeling
Whether at work or at home
Some things just set us off
Some things just make us sad
Some days we feel a little better
Some days are just crap
But whenever we're together
We lift each other up
Little things can make us cry out
Like the music that we hear
Those songs from Titanic
Those we just can't bear
That was dad's favourite movie
We watched it so many times
Now it gets us crying!
No matter where we are!
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