FATHER

Crossed oceans, lands To come hold your hands I'll see you later, I'll see you later No goodbyes Where will I go when I die? Will I see my father again When he is young and handsome, in a beautiful suit? With a girl on each side Will my mother be there? Will he treat her better, this time? Everyone looks younger somehow I don't buy that now I lie about who I am That why I can't be found Where do you go when you lie, after a long day? Will he come and watch you sleep away? Make sure your eyes closed all the way? Will he stroke your hair softly? Soft is a hard word Considering what you're worth Did you become the man he wants? Or are you just floating away?