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Dec 2016
Blue and pink toys, the worlds falling apart
From the outside looking in, it broke my heart
Four people inside and they’re playing family games
Everything’s changing, everything’s still the same

The blonde in his hair, her eyes were blue, his were too
And a tiny pink ribbon laced through her shoe
She goes to take her first steps; she falls then calls out his name
Everything’s changing, everything’s still the same

He’d sometimes sit there all alone,
acting out movie scenes with his plastic man dolls
to bring him back down to earth she’d sit right by his side
they were so happy and good, no one could deny it
a love burned brighter than the brightest flame
everything’s changing, everything’s still the same

at night mum and dad would lay them side by side
close the door, and turn down the light
a kiss on the head, smile and look what we’ve made
everything’s changing, everything’s still the same
Written by
Jay 1988  England
(England)   
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