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Natasha Bedingfield

Your Child My Child

 

Your Child My Child


Your child, my child
Your child, my child

When I got the call from you
It was a shot to my heart
Feeling lost and confused
Am I doing my part

They say the reasons are complex
Then they change the subject
As you live with thee effects
We move on and we forget
We move on and we forget

What can I say
How can I make it better for you
I wish I could lay the answers at your feet

Your child, my child
Your pain, my pain
I wanna say I'm sure that it will never happen again
My child is your child
My pain is your pain
I know that things will change
When enough of us will say
Enough
Enough

All this fear that it brings up
We bolt our doors and windows shut
And it paralyzes us
And we make it about us
It is and isn't about us

What will it take?
For us to be safe and still be free
I wish I could lay the answers at your feet

Your child, my child
Your pain, my pain
I wanna say I'm sure that it will never happen again
My child is your child
My pain is your pain
I know that things will change
When enough of us will say

Enough, enough, enough
Enough, enough, enough

When enough of us show up
When enough of us cry out
When enough of us say no
When enough of us say enough

When more of us get mad
WHen each of us break down
When all of us scream loud
When enough of us say

Enough, enough, enough
Enough, enough, enough

When I got the call from you
It's was a shot to my heart
Feeling lost and confused
Am I doing my part

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