Forgiving I can do
It all sounds good...

Close the door
Turn down the light...

I'm really sorry daddy
That I make you very mad...

I'm sitting alone on the couch again
Soft music is playing in the back round...

I open that heavy white door
Settle down from the afternoon...

Looking back I remember
All the times we shared...

I can take the rain clashing down on the window...
That doesn't bother me...

Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rule...

The binder I hold is full of memories
Of each person with their own biographies...

I set the keys on the table
And rest on my bed...

Parents have their ways
Of getting teens to listen...

I can feel the cold
The icyness in this rain...