It's happening all over the world
But sometimes I feel all alone.
Sometimes when I walk in the room
he smiles and he kisses me on the
hand, and sometimes he just looks at
me trying to remember who I am.
It's happening all over the world
but sometimes I feel all alone.
Sometimes he laughs and tells a funny
story and sometimes he cries because
he can't remember his name, his home
or that I am family.
It's happening all over the world
but sometimes I feel all alone.
Always...I wish with all my heart
to be able to stop his pain and
sometimes I remember I am not alone.
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