Mother, tell me one more time
When will I find that perfect little spine
That I can finger up and down
Whisper lovely sounds
Tell her that I love
Tell her that I found

Whisper lovely sounds
Show her that I found
Whisper lovely sounds
Tell her I’m around

Father, won’t you photograph my face
Once every day, until I’m buried in my grave
Hang the pictures on our walls
Stand proud and tall
See the face of your son
Yes father, we our one

Whisper lovely sounds
Show her that I found
Whisper lovely sounds
Tell her I’m around

Whisper lovely sounds
Show her that I found
Whisper lovely sounds
Tell her I’m around (2x)


Lyrics submitted by ChipperSpiff

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