Story Behind The Song
My father chose to not have a very active part in the lives of myself or my sister. This song questions whether he ever felt real love for us, or even really knew who we were.
Song Description
Begins with a guitar instrumental. The song is directed to my father, who died in 1988.
| Song Length |
5:57 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Mad |
Subject |
Father |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Sorting photographs, I looked for one of you to frame
I chose the one of us dressed up on my wedding day
Oh, you seemed so proud to travel far to give away
Your youngest daughter, but I never was yours anyway
But now the years and tears have passed,
And now that you have died,
I can finally feel the anger I've held back all this time
Did you ever really feel love, or just emptiness inside?
Did you ever even know us, or did you ever care to try?
And did you ever stop to wonder what you'd miss
If you traded family for a new kiss?
So tell me, did you ever really love,
And if you did, how will I ever know?
Ringing telephone? rare surprise when it was you
Crazy fantasy that you would come to our rescue
Funny now to think that all we needed rescue from
Was the fantasy that you had done no wrong
Well, you walked away from pain and moved on to create more
You left a trail of turmoil behind every closing door
Did you ever really feel love, or just emptiness inside?
Did you ever even know us, or did you ever care to try?
And did you ever stop to wonder what you'd miss
When you traded family for a new kiss?
So tell me,did you ever really love,
And if you did, how will I ever know?