I'm feeling stranger than I've ever felt before.
And so much more... different
Like something old has joined with something new,
I'm passing through a right
I'm walking on some shared
Yet every step I take, is not a step at loss.
I like the sound of stranger.
Father, and suddenly the weight of it is real, but do I feel,
I feel connected in a way I've never known.
A life from dad to me to newborn son.
And when he's born I'll teach him
how to use his common sense
He'll listen and he'll learn
I'll tell my son that life is lived
through clear and present tense
Not only in the stories we can tell
My father told me stories I
I've tried to understand him,
Because after almost thirty years
I still don't know the man
My father is a stranger I
Hope ful, what's on its way may helps us both to grow,
but I don't know when I'll understand what made him wild
I don't know why he has the urge to fly
I want to face him like a man,
And in time my boy is sure to see
Brighter days for dad and me
So that strangers we will be...
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