i miss you
i'm sorry i'm like this,
being selfish
being like our father.
i meant to call
i wish i could visit
i wish i could stay
but i get preoccupied
you'll learn what life becomes
when you get a little older
i called today
it's sunday, i figured you'd be home
no answer.
bu i wouldn't have known what to say anyway
but i miss you and i love you
and i wish that was enough
but i know you wish i could be there
like our father never is
when you start to cry on the phone with me
it haunts me in my sleep
i know you need me
but life bleeds me
drains me and strains me
life has hollowed me
but i love you
and i wish i could be there.