It’s morning.. BAPA... It’s morning,
and here’s that light and sound all over again.
BAPA... I’ve got to move fast, get into the bathroom,
wash up, grab a bite to eat and run some more.
I just don’t feel like it.. BAPA...
What I really want to do is get back into bed, pull up the covers, and sleep.
BAPA... All I seem to want today is the big sleep,
and here I’ve got to run all over again.
Where am I running? BAPA... You know these things I can’t understand.
It’s not that I need to have You tell me.
BAPA... What counts most, is just that somebody knows,
and it’s You BAPA.. That helps a lot.
So I’ll follow along okay? But lead.. BAPA...
Now I’ve got to run. Are YOU running with me, BAPA... ?

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