When I think about my father I see a silver ship Sailing on the oceans of nirvana When I think about my father On his sad and lonely trip I wonder if he misses me and mama
When I think about my father I see someone who's sick Of breathing life into a lost persona
When I went to see my father I was his only friend No one knew he was a lonely soldier When I went to see my father He was bitter at the end When the wind was a blowing so much bolder I went to see my father Who was dying to pretend The emptiness of like would soon be full of him
I went to see my father growing colderTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
