The key to my survival
was never in much doubt
the question was how I could keep sane
trying to find the way out 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 tel it started happening all the time
I didn't think much about it
of might happen that night
soon I was living with the fear everyday crying of my mother
I couldn't stand to hear the
and I remember when
I swore that, that would be the
last they'd see of me
and I never went home again oh his words how they hurt me, I'll never forget it
and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret itthey said time is a healer
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
and now my wounds are not the same
I had to hear what he'd say He sat me down to talk to me he looked me straight in the eyes he said:
You're no 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 and what should I do
You're no son, no son of mine
you're no son, no son of mine
but where should I go,
but I came here for help, I came here for you
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
in and out of hiding places
soon I'd have to face the facts
and that would mean going back
we'd have to sit down and talk it over
they said 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 He sat me down to talk to me he looked me straight in the eyes
he said:
You're no 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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