Oh my father
What have I done
The walls you built up
Will stand as one

It's been quite some time
Since you have gone
I always dream to
To be your son

To be your son
To be your son
To be your son

So my father
Where do I run
For greener pastures
Some salvation

I often wonder
What you've become
And still I long to
To be your son

To be your son
To be your son
To be your son
To be your son
To be your son