Your poor mother called me, it was 3:15 AM
She said "I'm sorry to wake you"
I said "I don't give a damn"
She said "Amelia got sicker, her lungs have got that rattling sound.
Oh how did this happen, and what do we do now?"
And now you're jumping through puddles
Showing up in my dreams
With your red rubber boots on
You're the star of the scene
I drove down to see you in the middle of the night
You were fast asleep but you weren't breathing right
The doctors were worried but they were doing their best
Taking your heart beat and listening to your chest
And your room hasn't been touched
It's like a museum of art
And when the dust starts to gather
I tear it apart
There's an old wooden music box sitting up on your shelf
But it cries when it warbles, I made it myself
On the day that you came out into this world
Why'd you leave it so soon my darling girl
And now you're jumping through puddles
Showing up in my dreams
With your red rubber boots on
You're the star of the scene
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