So I try to be strong
As I hand you off to someone
Who doesn't know you
But I guess time has come
Seventeen months spent at home
Now it's over
As I leave you
In a stranger's hands
Will they nurture all your gifts?
Really see you and understand?
So many hours spent at work
Where all I do, is just sit and yearn
For being with you
I'd like to flee conformity
But it really has a hold on me
As I leave you
In a stranger's hands
Will they nurture all your gifts?
Really see you and understand?
These little kids will be your friends
So why am I sad?
I repeat to myself
these little kids will be your friends

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