Midnight late last week, my daughter's diary
Didn't know what it might be 'til it was open
I only read one page and then put it away
Talk about your big mistakes, hey, Shan, nice goingPhotos show no tears, in her eyes
All those pretty years gone by
I just cannot believe, could do that to a child
A child, a childShannon just flew down, four days back in town
She sleeps and lies around and then she goes up
And then one day she's gone, what should I have done?
Joe turns the TV on with all the lights outPhotos on the wall
She's my baby, she's my baby doll
Is she someone I don't know at all?
Is she someone I betrayed?It's a great day in the fall
And the radio's singing down the hall
And I rise to turn it off cause all I'm seeing is her face
Age eight, eight
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