Where are you?
Will I ever know again?
What kind of man will you be?
Will I ever find you so I can see?
Has the thought of me faded from you mind?
Do you call someone else daddy now?
What kind of man will you become?
What course will you life run?
Will there come a time you'll need me?
Then, curse me "cause I'm not there"?
Will you ask, do I have a father?
Will she reply, yeah, but he doesn't want to bother?
How will you ever know I love you?
How you ever know I care, son?
Will you find me someday when skies are blue?
And will I be able to make it all up to you?
I hope someday you will learn, son
I'm not really a bad father
If you hate me because I had to say good-bye
I think that I would truly die.
Your picture sits on my table
you're just a little guy
But you know how the years fly
and you'll grow up and say good-bye
You may become a doctor
or maybe you'll be a bum
no one knows whart the future brings
no one knows what you'll become
but no matter what you do
you'll always be my son
and no matter where you go
in my mind you're the only one
When my eternal rest has come
and my earthly days are done
peacefully, I can die and rest
because you are my son
Every season brings sadness for no reason
every day brings thoughts of you close to me
Every night brings loneliness to fill my dreams
every minute I wonder if you're mine and will it be
I'm living for others
as you can see
I only live for friends
but never for me
cause I'm not worthy
of my own respect
this hate for me
is easy to detect
so on I'll live
for he and she
and for my friends
but never for me
The sky is clear and the moon is bright
the stars transcend their heavenly light
the world around me seems unreal
could this be love that I feel?
the noise of the city escapes my mind
while in the distance, my love's voice I find
through the trees, the April wind blows
while the image of her face around me glows
how can I tell if this love is real?
How will I know and what will I feel?
What great thing will allow me to see
that I love her and she loves me?
I'm sick, I'm sick of being sick
pop another pill
lie down in bed drink more fluids
here come the doctor's bill
If I were a color
what color would I be
I would be the color
you like most to see
If I were a theater
what program would I play
I would play a program
that would make you stay.
If I were a book
what kind of book would I be
I would be a catalog
so you would look at me
I am however, none of these
I am only what you see
I pray that you can love
love, this simple me
I feel so happy when I talk to you
you brighten my day when I feel blue
I was depressed when I spoke to you
But felt much better when we were through
You were so unhappy when you talked to me
and I could tell, 'cause it was easy to see
you were so depressed when I spoke to you
I hope you felt better when we were through
God made us friends and it shall be!
we'll be friends for eternity
Fate had us meet one another
Only God knew we'd be like sister and brother
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