• The news is broken in your voice
    It's so confident, so strong
    Its unwavering, unbroken
    You tell us this isn't your choice

    You give a quick kiss on the head
    And you walk away from us all
    It seems so unreal to me,
    Why can't you stay instead?

    You smile when you go on the plane
    While we cry our hearts out
    And fail to smile once again
    As we put your picture in a frame

    Two long months later from that day
    Two tall men come bearing grave news
    They say words I never wanted to hear;
    "I'm sorry, but he's passed away."

    My father was my loving hero
    He taught me so many things;
    To have faith in the world,
    But that faith has been knocked to zero

    But I remember my love for you
    And I'll try to believe,
    And have faith again;
    It's the least I could do for you.