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She picks up the lost souls,
Kills their fear
And takes them home.
She wraps them in tender love ,
And she mends their broken bones.
When Janice smiles
I hear the angels sing.
There's a lucky soul
On every road she's been.
So when the clouds
Blow hard and bring the rain,
I will hear your voice
And see your face again.
Each rising moon,
With every setting sun
I will remember, what you done.
Bless you...
Janice blue.

She's the type so hard to find
Down this dark and dangerous way.
She hears a cry for mercies
And she listens what it says.
When Janice smiles
I hear the angels sing,
There's a lucky soul
On every road she's been.
So when the clouds
Blow hard and bring the rain,
I will hear your voice
And see your face again.
Each rising moon,
With every setting sun.
I will remember, what you done.
Bless you...
Janice blue.
Bless you...
Janice blue.

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