Dad (nothing hidden, take it easy)

I was a kid, you were my dad
I didn't always understand
I wanted freedom, you got mad
You were concerned, I got upset
I didn't recognize you yet

And did you cry, I know I did
When I lied to you
I didn't want to hurt you
I just never knew I did

You never told me that you loved me
I know you didn't know how
I guess that shows we're much the same
'Cause I love you too and until now
I've never said those words out loud
I hope you're proud
To be my dad...

What are your secrets, do you pray
Is there a god that shows your way
I wish I knew...
Do you have crazy fantasies
What happens in your dreams
I want to know...

I guess you'll always be a mystery to me
But you taught me how to value life
And what else do I need
I have a dad who watches over me

Comments

[ZEL]

Well, I'd actually say it for both my parents, but anyway.

Je me dis que pour un parent d'être fier de son enfant, c'est plus être fier de soi-même en tant que "parent qui a conduit son enfant sur la voie qu'il voulait". L'idée me gène.

Enfin, c'est une interprétation comme une autre. ;)

[Carmen]

One of my fav with "You're only dreaming" =)
Btw, Choice is always the key.

[Wood®]

really good choice, and if you can see, choice is the key.

[Carmen]

As luck would have it, I could have say the same 'bout my mom. To each his own way =)
Ca bouge et ça remue encore. Thanks to be still there =)

[ZEL]

Well to be honest, as far as I'm concerned, I don't care whether my dad's proud of me or not. That doesn't mean anything to me. ;)

Je vois que ça bouge ici. Welcome back ! :)