Why?
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Why
Why does it always seem
I can’t…
She’s tired…
He’s sad and tired
And I’m no help at all
Why do I wrestle with ghosts
I mustn’t
She needs me
He needs me
And I’m no help at all
Why do I wrestle with me
I shouldn’t
She’s not well
He’s overwhelmed
And we're no help at all
Why do I struggle
I needn’t
She loves me
He respects me
But I’ve no faith at all
So why do I bother
Because
She’s tired… She needs me… She’s not well
But she loves me even if she doesn’t know it’s me she loves
He’s sad and tired… He needs me… He’s overwhelmed
But he respects me even if he doesn’t know it’s me he respects
And I’m there for them, even if they don’t know that it’s me
And I hope
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