Father

To say you're a father is a wrong thing to do.
While you whisper and falter, who am I to see?
I think I'm running away from you. I think I'm running away from you, while I wonder true.
For you I just feel love so deep. But you tell me I'm a drifter and I'm falling to the gound.
And that I'm running away from you. And that I'm finding away from you, while I wonder true.
the seasons, they grow like every other do. yhe years, they just follow like every other do.
And I don't want to leave you down in the ground