She's been asleep for some time now
In a world of glass and paper doubt
The doc explains in th ebest way he knows how
That the cancer found its way in through out mouths
Wake form your sleep
Oh, precious one
Wake up now
I can hear her breathe
She's coming back to me
And when she speaks
Can we live with what we've done
She's moving and I am terrified that we can't hear the whisper
If I make it to morning and somehow believe
It was fear that turned our dreams to doubt
Her cancer I ate for her father who waits
Cause she wants to sing again
Wake form your sleep
Oh, precious one
Wake up now
I can hear her breathe
She's coming back to me
And when she speaks
Can we live with what we've done
She's moving and I am terrified that we can't hear the whisper
What kind of son would I be if I let her sleep
What kind of brother would I be if I let her sleep
She's gonna speak.
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