I hold in my heart this pain that I feel

a man I call father, well, he's almost real… 

he's almost real...

and I'm of his flesh and bone

so similar and estranged and I was just a child when

you went away

when you went away



away...

away...

away...



father, you know...

and yet, I still hold you 

well, it's up and to this day

father answer my questions

‘ cause I still need you... I still need you

I am one of two

and I still need you 

I am one of two

am I... am I... like you...?