what
were you thinking i got a right to ask is there a reason other than
your past a great pretender why was i the last to see through your
SKIN is there a chance you'll ever change
it's
always the same you're to blame is there any way around this i can't
see you walked out on her you planned to be free i'm trying not to
point the finger but it's killing me
what
were you thinking were you thinking of me did you see what they wrote
on the family tree i know it's over all in the past i need to forgive
you? if i'm the last - will i ever change
take
these pieces thrown away put them together from night 'n day washed
by the sun dried by the rain to be my father in the fatherless days.