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The key to my survival
was never in much doubt
the question was how I could keep sane
trying to find a way out
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Things were never easy for me
peace of mind was hard to find
and I needed a place where I could hide
somewhere I could call mine
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I didn't think much about it
til it started happening all the time
soon I was living with the fear everyday
of what might happen at night
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I couldn't stand to hear the
crying of my mother
and I remember when
I swore that, that would be the
last they'd see of me
and I never went home again
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they say time is a healer
and new my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say
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He sat me down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said
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You're not son, no son of mine
You're no son, no son of mine
You walked out, you left us behind
and you're no son, no son of mine
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You're no son, no son of mine
but where should I go
and what should I do
you're no son, no son of mine
but I came here for help, I came here for you
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Well the years they passed slowly
I thought about him everyday
what would I do, if we passed on the street
would I keep running away
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In and out of hiding places
soon I'd have to face the facts
we'd have to sit down and talk it over
and that would mean going back
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They say time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say
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He sat me down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said
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You're no son, no son of mine
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