I wish I could sit by my mother
Once again like ol’ times
While she strokes my hair
And I have my arms encircling her
With my head on her shoulders.
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I wish I could sit by my mother
Once again like ol’ times
While she strokes my hair
And I have my arms encircling her
With my head on her shoulders.