Who was she
I can't remember now
She's a shadow
Hiding behind a fog
Of too many years and tears
I search what photos exist
For a smile, for a hint
Or was it always pretend
No, I remember laughing
In the yard with the dogs
On the bank of a creek
My face in a book
Barefoot dancing to the blues
If I try really hard
I can conjure up the dreamer
A girl who cherished the light
A child who loved wide open
I want so badly to hold her
To tell her how strong she is
And everytime I hold my daughter
That's exactly what I do
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