(N. Giraldo, P. Giraldo)
He used to be somebody's baby
Someone used to hold him close, and rock him gently
He used to be the light in someone's eyes
He used to matter, he used to matter

Someone cared if he lived or died
Someone held him in their arms when he cried
And when he hurt, someone kept the world away
Someone loved him, someone loved him

(chorus) - he used to matter

That was then, that was so long ago
Long before they came and took his soul
Long before he became invisible
That was then, he wasn't human garbage then



He used to be somebody's baby...

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