Father, oh father,

Hear me if you can.

Is it true what they say,

That life is a dream?

I don't understand

The things that make rain in my eyes;

Are they real or are they lies?

You know I hear so much about you now.

I'd give anything

To go on a little boat with you;

Talk about the scheme of things,

On a little boat with you.

Father, oh father,

Guide me if you can;

Or give me the chance to follow you home.

I am your son, but I wish I knew you

When you were young.

Were you lonely as a boy?

You know I'd give so much to see you now;

I'd go anywhere.

Pick a little stick and walk with you;

Talk about the scheme of things,

On a short walk with you.

Father, oh father.

You give me just a little hope.

I feel something out there reaching for me.

Well here I am,

Won't you take me with you

Out of this maze,

And away from this place?

Because it gets so cold and lonely here.

I'll do anything

To sit on a little rock with you;

Talk about the scheme of things,

On a small rock with you.

Show me, show me, show me the way,

Before they grind me down

And bleach me grey.

Send me power not to be afraid,

And when I close my eyes

Let me see you once in the light.

Father, oh father,

Heal me if you can.

Is it true what they say,

That life is a dream?