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Is there a place to go where a little girl might never have to know?
And is there a time of night when she'll ever feel it's safe to dim the light?
I know some things i'd rather not,
Like, the time ahead is all the time you've got.
And one other thing i know:
Out from under layer after dark layer,
As the years go by, a little girl can grow.