My Father's House

In my voice, in my smile,

In the eyes of my eldest child,

You appear every year in my life.

In a dream, I have now,

Standing still in my father's house,

And I try another time to walk away.

I learned that music and laughter,

From the child that you hid in your eyes,

And it's his song that I sing,

Now who will sing for me?

All my life, no voice inside,

has whispered, "set me free",

All this time, has it been, you or me.

I wait for someone to save me,

Just like you did all your life,

And will I find my home,

But I alone, like you.