daddy when I see you there sitting by the lake I think by myself you become very old.
With those liveless eyes you look to the sun and your soul is far across the lake
It's like you're allways fithing to something you can't win
you don't want to suffer the pain.Are we pain that make you bleed deep inside? because I don't know anything of your pain
Suddenly your soul reunits again with your body and stand up you come to me and give a kiss on my head
I know you gave up fithing for once but the pain lives further