“Grow,
grow
Oh, so
you know it all
Then it's
gone
Grow,
grow
You know
I'm here holding on
Tying up
your loose ends
And
you're drifting esteem
Grow,
grow
If you
never try, you'll never know
I've left
you a white page by the door
There's
no need to ask me what it's for
I wait by
the front step for your return
And hear
every story of what you've learned”
Excerto da música Grow de Frances
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