onsdag 24 juni 2009

Hey, dad.
I've spent all these years,
learning how to survive.
Walking by this road,
with a head, about to explode.
And even though I hide it quite well,
I'll miss you when you go to hell.
And how do you sleep every night,
without wondering if I'm allright?
I still remember the days,
when you were a hero in my eyes.
Do you ever give me a thought,
or a tear in your eye?
Do you remember the words you used to say,
when you broke my heart without asking if you may?
All these scars run deep inside,
do you ever regret, all I had to hide?
I still remember the days,
when you were a hero in my eyes.
Hey, dad.
I forget sometimes,
and see you trying to walk by the lines.
All this is things I'll take to my grave,
but yet, I'm okey.
I still remember the days,
when you were a hero in my eyes.
Hey, dad.

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