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Created on: May 06, 2008
Hayden's Song:
(Verse 1)
Well some things in life
They just ain't right
How could someone
Take innocent life
Well it don't seem very fair to me
How the devil can crush our dreams
(Verse 2)
But me and your mama
We want you to know
That you're our baby angel
And we love you so
Won't you fly baby angel fly high
Fly baby angel fly high, high, a high
(Bridge 1)
Fly high
Fly high, high, a high
Fly high
(Verse 3)
And when you get to Heaven
And you cross those pearly gates
I hope it's like they say
And a better life it waits
But it don't seem very fair to me
How the devil can crush our dreams
(Bridge 2)
But won't you fly baby angel fly high
Fly baby angel fly high, high, a high
Fly high
Fly high, high, a high
Fly high
(Outro)
I hope you'll always remember
That you're daddy's little girl
Even before that September
I loved you so
Won't you fly baby angel fly high
Fly baby angel fly high, high, a high
Fly high
Fly high, high, a high
Fly high
This song is dedicated to the loving memory of my baby angel:
Hayden Diane Moore-September 27, 2002
This is by far the worst thing that has ever happened to myself and my family and we still bare the scars today as we always will. It truly doesn't seem fair that there is so much evil in this world. It's hard to believe that "everything happens for a reason". But there is one certainty in life: Death
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