Moulded my dreams and gave me wings to fly
You would fill my days with stories and the
night's with songs from your youth.
I wanted to be just like you
To walk on the shadows of your imprints
Youth caused a rift but your love never
wavered.
In the days of anger, you remained a father
I set on myself a self-inflicted journey
To find an answer to the unknown question
To locate my place in this great big world
But in the dark where no one can see
I cry myself to sleep and long for myfather's
Arms
I realise too late that home
Is anywhere you are
And i am still my father's daughter
