Monday, December 22, 2008

I love you not

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?
Why'd you have to go?
Why'd you have to go?

Daughter to father, daughter to father
I am broken, but I am hoping.
Daughter to father, 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 you 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?
Why'd you have to go?
Why'd you have to go?

Daughter to father, daughter to father
I don't know you, but I still want to.
Daughter to father, daughter to father
Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
Cause these are, these are,
the confessions....of a broken heart
Of a broken heart

I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I ... I ... I ...
I love you!

not