Texty: The Call. Family.

As a young child I would walk at your feet
I was so in awe
The stories you told me the way you would hold me
I felt so small
You were the best of all
Then we watched you fall

Hard to believe we could all be deceived
They were tender years
Choices you made, we all felt betrayed
And time stood still
But the past is done
We were very young

Father, oh you've got to be strong
Mother don't cry
I know that you tried
Please be strong

Lord I was shaken, Heartsick and vacant
And filled with doubt
Trapped in a cage, I became so enraged
I would fight to get out
Were we all to blame

I felt such shame

Father, you've got to be strong
Mother don't cry
You know that we've tried
Please be strong

Now that I'm grown with a child of my own
I reflect on the years
The love that was lost, we all paid a cost
With a life filled with tears
Oh but I loved you dear
Let us move from here

Oh father, you've got to be strong
Mother don't cry
You know that we've tried
Please be strong
Oh sister don't cry
You know that we've tried and tried