what were you thinking
I have a right to know
is there a reason
other than your past

the great pretender
why was I the last
to see through your skin
is there a chance
you'll ever change

it's always the same
you're always to blame
is there any way around it
I can't see
you walked out on her
you planned to be free
I'm trying not to point the finger
but it's killing me

What were you thinking
were you thinking of me?
did you see what they wrote
on the family tree?
I know it's over
it's all in the past
I need to forgive you
if I'm to last - will I ever change?

take these pieces thrown away
put them together from
night 'n' day
washed by the sun
dried by the rain
to be my father
in the fatherless days