(no subject)
I wait for the postman
To bring me a letter
And I wait for the good Lord
To make me feel better
And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
Family in crisis that only grows older
Why'd you have to go?
Daughter to father
I am broken, but I am hoping
Daughter to father
I am crying, a part of me's dying
and these are
These are the confessions
Of a broken heart
And I wear all your old clothes
Your polo sweater
I dream of another you
One who would never, never
Leave me alone
To pick up the pieces
Daddy to hold me
That's what I needed
So why'd you have to go?
Daughter to father
I don't know you, but I still want to
Daughter to father
Tell me the truth
Did you ever love me?
'Cuz these are, these are,
the confessions
Of a broken heart