| He didn’t have to wake up He’d been up all night
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| Lying there in bed and listening
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| To his newborn baby cry
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| He makes a pot of coffee
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| He splashes water on his face
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| His wife gives him a kiss and says,
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| «It's gonna be okay»
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| «It won’t be like this for long
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| One day we’ll look back laughing
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| At the week we brought her home
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| This phase is gonna fly by So baby, just hold on It won’t be like this for long»
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| Four years later, 'bout 4:30
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| She’s crawling in their bed
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| And when he drops her off at pre-school
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| She’s clinging to his leg
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| The teacher peels her off of him
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| He says, «What can I do?»
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| She says, «Now, don’t you worry
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| This’ll only last a week or two»
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| «It won’t be like this for long
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| One day soon you’ll drop her off
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| And she won’t even know you’re gone
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| This phase is gonna fly by If you can just hold on It won’t be like this for long»
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| Someday soon she’ll be a teenager
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| And at times, he’ll think she hates him
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| And he’ll walk her down the aisle
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| And raise her veil,
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| But right now she’s up and cryin'
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| And the truth is that he don’t mind
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| As he kisses her goodnight
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| And she says her prayers
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| He lays down there beside her
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| Till her eyes are finally closed
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| And just watching her it breaks his heart
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| 'Cause he already knows
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| It won’t be like this for long
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| One day soon that little girl is gonna be All grown up and gone
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| And this phase is gonna fly by So he’s trying to hold on It won’t be like this for long
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| It won’t be like this for long |