Memories of My Father |
by Catherinebutterfly |
I see your face, are you my father? I hear your voice, are you my father? It's dark outside, I feel safe, are you my father? This man I see, when I was three, are not you my father You disappear, now I fear, where is my father? Now I'm grown, I've been on my own, where is my father? Now I'm old and have been told, where is my father? I remember your face, I see disgrace I won the race, be proud I am your daughter? |