Growing up, sweet sixteen going out in a limousine
All dressed up in your party dress, looks to me that your hair’s a mess
You were the apple of my eye, I used to wake up to hear you cry,
Now I wait and wonder why?
Just don’t forget the child, don’t forget the child
Don’t forget the child, In your eyes
Tall dark and charming too, texting boy in love with you
The world at his fingertips, just be careful of his lips
You will fall in love one day, I’ll try not to stand in your way,
Listen to everything you have to say
When the world wants something of you,
keep your light shining through
When your love, cuts like a knife
Baby blues in the middle of the night
You can call me anytime, I’ll come running cause your mine,
Keep on talking, hold the line

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