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When you're missing me just look at my pictures..
and know that there are parts no one else can touch,
Know that when your far away they still belong to you
, But still they can't be touched by your dark skinned hard working gentle loving hands because your close but yet so far
I met you only once
And It's been years and I've waited for those hands to touch ,
I still can hear my mother voice, saying "Mija that's a good man give him a chance" So Ill sit and ill stare at your pictures with a smile and ill wait until the day those hands of your will touch.
and know that there are parts no one else can touch,
Know that when your far away they still belong to you
, But still they can't be touched by your dark skinned hard working gentle loving hands because your close but yet so far
I met you only once
And It's been years and I've waited for those hands to touch ,
I still can hear my mother voice, saying "Mija that's a good man give him a chance" So Ill sit and ill stare at your pictures with a smile and ill wait until the day those hands of your will touch.
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