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FOR YOU
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Excursions of the Heart My arms ache to hold you tight;
Protect you day and night.
Do the things a mother does
For the child that she loves.
Wipe away your tears;
Chase away your fears;
Hold your hand when you are ill;
Give you strength to climb each hill;
Lift you up when you are low;
Help you find the way to go.
For you I'd even fight your fights;
Stand with you for your rights;
Comfort you when you are sad;
Calm you down when you are mad.
Do everything I can,
Even though you've become a man.
My special child, I hope you see
What you truly mean to me.
I love you, that is why
For you, I'd even die.
