Well, you know
Someday we're all gonna leave here
Maybe sooner than we wanted
But it's special because it's fleeting
All of the things that we did
What do we leave behind us?
Something that will remind them
Something to make them smile
When they think about it
Something to tell my baby
Something she could reach for
I need something to hold on to
Trying to believe
The stuff that dreams are made of
The cut that just won't heal
The smoke after the fire
As long as we remember
It's as good as real
It's as good as real
Something to keep us hopeful
Something to tell my baby
Forever at the ending
Impossible, but just maybe
Whenever they think about it
There's something to remind them
It's gonna make them smile
And maybe make things easier
Something to tell my baby
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