LIFE
To me it's all wrong
To her it seems right
To end our creation
This gift we call life
It's out of my hands
And I haven't the choice
Daddy's like you
He don't carry a voice
Time's up, quick, try to scream
Climb out of her into me
I'll make some space for you
On my family tree
All along she's been having us on
Your fate is decided, you're going, going, going
You will never enjoy
The freshness of rain
The warmth of the summer sun
But you might feel some pain
And who makes the rule
Who's dying next
Where are these wily old
Gowned God impersonators
Only hope now for you
Is to climb out of her into me
I'll make some space for you
On my family tree
All alone now, your cover is blown
Forsaken and silent, you're going, going, going, going
Shadows fall, as the lights go out
I guess you're now used to the dark
No curtain call, it's the final act
And there you lay playing your part
Are you growing like a little boy, or a girl
Would you like to come take a ride in my world
Too young to live
And you'll never be young
On the ladder of life
Pushed from the first rung
And you'll never know love
Or the warmth of a friend
And I'll never hold you
Your journey's beginning to end
To her it seems right
To end our creation
This gift we call life
It's out of my hands
And I haven't the choice
Daddy's like you
He don't carry a voice
Time's up, quick, try to scream
Climb out of her into me
I'll make some space for you
On my family tree
All along she's been having us on
Your fate is decided, you're going, going, going
You will never enjoy
The freshness of rain
The warmth of the summer sun
But you might feel some pain
And who makes the rule
Who's dying next
Where are these wily old
Gowned God impersonators
Only hope now for you
Is to climb out of her into me
I'll make some space for you
On my family tree
All alone now, your cover is blown
Forsaken and silent, you're going, going, going, going
Shadows fall, as the lights go out
I guess you're now used to the dark
No curtain call, it's the final act
And there you lay playing your part
Are you growing like a little boy, or a girl
Would you like to come take a ride in my world
Too young to live
And you'll never be young
On the ladder of life
Pushed from the first rung
And you'll never know love
Or the warmth of a friend
And I'll never hold you
Your journey's beginning to end
Credits
Writer(s): Carl Roberts
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