Father

Father, oh father, Hear me if you can. Is it true what they say, That life is a dream? I don't understand The things that make rain in my eyes; Are they real or are they lies? You know I hear so much about you now. I'd give anything To go on a little boat with you; Talk about the scheme of things, On a little boat with you. Father, oh father, Guide me if you can; Or give me the chance to follow you home. I am your son, but I wish I knew you When you were young. Were you lonely as a boy? You know I'd give so much to see you now; I'd go anywhere. Pick a little stick and walk with you; Talk about the scheme of things, On a short walk with you. Father, oh father. You give me just a little hope. I feel something out there reaching for me. Well here I am, Won't you take me with you Out of this maze, And away from this place? Because it gets so cold and lonely here. I'll do anything To sit on a little rock with you; Talk about the scheme of things, On a small rock with you. Show me, show me, show me the way, Before they grind me down And bleach me grey. Send me power not to be afraid, And when I close my eyes Let me see you once in the light. Father, oh father, Heal me if you can. Is it true what they say, That life is a dream?