And slowly she turns away, don't look any more
There's only stillness, no more air can he draw
No time to say goodbye, no last little kiss
No life where bullets fly, and now it comes to this
What's left in her world?
The child's gone
Softly she whispers, where did I go so wrong?
My future, my baby, tell me what's going on?
No light in mother's eyes, nothing you can say
No answers for the whys she'll ask every day
What's left in her world?
The child's gone
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