Baby Girl, Don't Cry

Sunday mornings were breakfast mornings. There was bacon, pancakes and enough syrup to fill the Tennessee River. Twice.

When it all comes crashing down
And you feel no one around
Baby girl, don't hide, hold your head up high
Cause you know I catch you before you hit the ground
Artist Vs Poet - The Best That You Can Be

Title Credit: Artist Vs Poet
Cover Photo: Tumblr
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