It's a little past supper time
I'm still out on the porch step sittin' on my behind
Waiting for you
Wondrin' if everything's alright
Moma said? Come in boy, don't waste your time
I saidI've got time. Well he'll be here soon
Five years old and talkin' to myself
Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy can't you tell?I'm not tryin' to fake it, and I ain't the one to blame
No, there's no one home in my house of pain
I didn't write these pages and my script's been re-arranged
No, there's no one home in my house of painWasn't I worth the time?
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime and all the time
Ilooked up to you
I paced my room a million times
And all I ever got was one big line, the same old lie
How could you?
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself
Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy can't ya tell?

Composição: Greg Steele / Taime Downe.

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Thiago Rosa
Thiago Rosa

Meu Nome é Thiago Rosa tenho 35 anos, residente em Itapeva - MG Sul de Minas e sou criador do site Chemical Music. Nosso site é voltado para todas as coisas relacionadas à música.

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