It's Not the Dying, It's the Leaving
I love my sons, it's so trueAnd should I ever lose them,
I would grieve.
When I see them, everything
seems anew.
I wish that I never have to leave.
Life's not like that, it's easy to
see
So we all do the best we can.
It's up to God what will be
All I am is a man.
So children, I say with a sigh,
I can't promise to never go.
Can never promise not to
say goodbye.
Life isn't fair at times, I know.
It's not the dying, it's the leaving.
It's not the dying, it's the leaving.
It's not the dying, its' the.......
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