Dad says, It's striking How I look like you And how we share the same eyes Yes, he swears I'm just a smaller form of you But brittle bones and a wisp of white hair Are all I see in that old rockin' chair Tell me, how long have you been around? And how long since you're underground? Tell me, how can a son be a father A mother, a daughter And I be a man someday? Well, I wonder Yes I do, I really wonder Could I belong to someone so old, who Can only speak in whispers And who cannot hear a single word I say? You're a man with a quivering hand How we're connected, I just can't understand Tell me, how long have you been around? And how long since you're underground? Tell me, how can a son be a father A mother, a daughter And I be a man someday? Well, I wonder Yes I do, I really wonder But when I think of how you smile And the way you look at me It isn't hard to recognize That you belong to me, yeh That you're a part of me, ya Tell me, how can a son be a father A mother, a daughter And I be a man someday? Well, I wonder Yes I do, I really wonder Aahhh © BACHMAN AND SONS MUSIC; EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com