Why oh why do i feel this way?
It's like each and every single day
drags so slow, my thoughts alone
wishing I was back at home.
The outside bright, inside dark
my poor, lonely aching heart
All I feel, empty and numb
I just wait for the tears to come.
And when they do I cry, cry, cry,
and ask myself why? why? why?
why go through this?
why do you care?
why do you want to go back there?
Then I look at him and feel such pain
Through this venture, he's my one gain.
The source of happiness
The source of joy
If only he knew...
he''s my boy.
Home is wonderful
because my mother is there
being so far
I can hardly bear.
My heart holds me here
I hate to say
I never wanted to feel this way.
I want my mam
I want my dad
I want to stop feeling sad.
But, I look at him
and I see hope
I see a way through
I see how to cope.
This love is strong
I hope its returned
because God knows
I've already been burned.
