Staring at the star
It won't change
My dad won't come back
For another 3 years
Staring at my friend and her dad
Once in a while, they fight and reconcile.
Living with the fact that my dad is in prison was
Something that I got used to when I was young
What was really hard is to prove that I was never sad
People hold my hand
It won't change
My dad won't stay long
There's no hope but no fear
Like cherry blossoms fall
Like trees cast long shadows
Like a worn out lullaby
Living with the fact that my dad is in prison is
Something that I've gotten used to since I was young
What is really hard is to prove that I am never sad
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Lyrics submitted by singuya.
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