All through the night,
I sit up and cry about all the people who died in the hurricane.
But, somehow you always make it better.
I wonder what I would do if I didn't have you.
You hush me and assure me that before that happens
I'll be older and can take it better.
You tell me everything is going to be alright.
Little do you know I feel as long as I am with you
I know
Every Thing Will Be All Right.


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