Father I always looked up to you son with a name I wanted to be just as great as you and tried in vain You always said to wake up and pay attention too In the hard years I remember those words from you So I pressed harder to make my mark and now its done And when I look back it seems I lived my life all on the run (cc1) From that little boy with rifle in hand To the raging man with fire in my eye Now that I have found my place Where do we go from here Father now I am coming home not what you expect I know the words are coming in the same I have left But how can you look at me in that way while I am young I haven't had the same choices they have left me unsung Yea my hair is as long as yours was short in your day And it's a price of shame that I refused to pay (repeat cc1) Now that I am standing here and set in my ways I gave up hope of ever being compared to you no more chase So does it surprise you that I have found myself content With just words that you let me go the words you sent Been everywhere in every town and it wasn't a vacation So father I ask one thing wake up and pay attention (repeat cc1) so I didn't become the great cowboy riding in my new car I chose to lead a crowd of fame with my brand new guitar As people look up to you I too understand their thirst But its not what I wanted and to me that life has become a curse Will I ever know myself as great or will pass on the insecure Father we are both men and we both share the same fear (repeat cc1)_______________________
WROTE BY: NIGHTHORSE