How is it possible,
That everything you say and do,
Makes me fall deeper in love with you?
I see your dark side,
The ghosts of your past,
The cracks in your mask become dried up river beds,
I knew it was too soon for me,
I hadn’t even been thinking about that,
And yet here I am,
Leaping into your arms, catch me!
And for now, anyway, I am yours.
Is that you, daddy?
Is that you haunting me?
It’s time to say goodbye,
So take your noose and fly.
I’ll blow you a kiss,
But just remember this,
Don’t take it the wrong way,
Don’t make me regret,
Having my say.
Because little girls don’t know,
They just don’t know, daddy,
And I was just a little girl,
After all (I can’t make you happy)!
And because of you,
I can’t fill up,
Not even with the wrong men,
At the wrong time and,
In the wrong place …
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I saw it all through his eyes,
How he waited for her,
Nervously, holding his breath,
His first love,
The one who would capture his heart,
How he thought he was “better off dead,”
Than twiddling his thumbs in the shadowlands,
“She will come, my son,
With your name on her heart, my child,
But rest for now, my love,
And let me mother you while we wait for her to beckon…”
My own little boy,
Inside of me and yet not part of me,
He belongs to her that would run away,
“I’m crying because I miss her,”
He tells me and my heart does a backflip,
“That’s my nightmare: my mum’s gone away,”
He confides in me and my heart cries silent tears,
If ever I do see her again, my coldness will set her teeth chattering!