I remember this afternoon, when my sister came into the room She refused to say how my father was, but I knew he'd be dying soon And I was oh so glad, and it as oh so sad, that I realized that I despised this man I once called father In his hanging on with fingers clutching His body now just 88 pounds, blinded eyes still searching for some distant dream that had faded away at the seams, dying alone -- naturally. I was his favorite child, I had him a little while, just as long as I could play the piano and smile a little smile Just when I needed him the most, he was already a ghost And for all my life there were promises, and they always have been broken Leaving me alone with all my troubles Not once ever touching me and saying: Daughter, I'll help you get over! Now he's fading away, and I'm glad to say: He's dying at last - naturally. It's a very sad thing to see that my mother with all her heart believes the words that the Bible said: 'till death do us to part! For her that was forever and ay, he decided her night and day How could some English words so small affect someone so strangely? Taking her away from us, her soul included She might as well be gone with him, all the children are excluded Loneliness is hell, I know so well, for I'm alone -- naturally. Instrumental |: I waited three weeks for him to die :| Every night he was calling on me -- I wouldn't go to him I waited |: three weeks for him to die :| And |: after he died :|, every night I went out, every night I had a fight It didn't matter who it was with, 'cause I knew what it was about And if you could read between lines, my dad and I closese as flies I loved him then and I loved him still, that's why my heart's so broken Leaving me to doubt God in His mercy And if He really does exist, then why did He desert me? When he passed away, I smoked and drank all day, alone again -- naturally.