All These Years

All These Years

All these years a little girl has thought and pondered.

All these years a little girl has cried.

All these years a little girl hasn't known.

All these years a little girl has grown.

This little girl looks just like you.

This little girl...she loves you.

This little girl has always thought it was her fault.

This little girl is me.

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