Where Have The Days Gone

I remember sitting in my daddy's lap 

But I'm too old now

I would break his legs if I sat on him

I'm not his little girl in my eyes

In his eyes I will always be 

When I look in a mirror 

I see a young woman

That is maturing 

And ready to take on the world

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