45. I'm no therapist, but

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I never want to see you cry
Hold my hand
and wipe your tears,
It'll be just fine
We can go to the back of the car or stay
To sort it out
Cause I believe in you
Because I know
You'll believe in
yourself

I'm no therapist
But I can be
Your listening ear
Just unpack your bag
And we go through all of it
The lights don't shine bright enough
Upon you in the dark
Why do you think the sun chose
To shine upon you,
Every day of the year?
Because it loves you,
And you are wanted

I can be the one
You fall asleep on call with
When you're tired
I can be your vent
Or I can be your friend
Tell me what's wrong
Wipe those tears from your eyes
You don't deserve them
Becuase you're special
Even if you think you're not

You
You're so special
You
You'll believe in yourself, cause
I'm no therapist
But I can be
Your listening ear
Just unpack your bags
And we go through all of it

I'll be there for you,
I'll be there when you run
Because the lights don't shine
Bright enough on you

I never want to see you cry
So just hold my hand,
Everything will be fine.

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