Mystery Passion secrets compassion

A child’s rights a father’s sighs

Long-standing pain awkward terrain

Bones of my bones flesh of my flesh

Love you forever Love you to death

One More time:

Mystery Passion secrets compassion

A child’s rights a father’s sighs

Long-standing pain awkward terrain

Bones of my bones flesh of my flesh

Love you forever Love you to death

We lived in an amazing love

You were given but still we could not stop

You became pregnant and said the child was his

But in my heart I knew you made up the story to fit

Years passed by and you sent me some pics

You said this was my third child a handsome boy indeed

The more I looked the more I realized his resemblance to me

Now tell me I need to know am I his father or am I living a dream

The child is mine

My instincts tell me the truth

I know you had to lie

To protect your marriage and not be misunderstood

So many years I had been haunted by the thought

That I have a child who never called me dad

My own blood my own flesh and to him I am not

Have it in your heart to now eventually come out clean

To tell the story without fabrication but rather exactly how it is

There is a crime when a father cannot hold his son

Release my pain and let me love him the way that I so desperately want

The child is mine

My instincts tell me the truth

I know you had to lie

To protect your marriage and not be misunderstood

So many years I had been haunted by the thought

That I have a child who never called me dad

My own blood my own flesh and to him I am not

Have it in your heart to now eventually come out clean

To tell the story without fabrication but rather exactly how it is

There is a crime when a father cannot hold his son

Release my pain and let me love him the way that I so desperately want

Mystery Passion secrets compassion

A child’s rights a father’s sighs

Long-standing pain awkward terrain

Bones of my bones flesh of my flesh

Love you forever Love you to death

One More time:

Mystery Passion secrets compassion

A child’s rights a father’s sighs

Long-standing pain awkward terrain

Bones of my bones flesh of my flesh

Love you forever Love you to death

There is no day on earth that I don’t think of him

My heart is pounding at the thought of dying and him not knowing that is me

His real father his real blood we both need a chance

To heal and face reality the best way that is possible for us

Now a grownup man with many goals and dreams

I know he will be shocked hearing such unexpected news

At least he will know who he truly is

In times of sadness, I will embrace him and give him all that he needs

The child is mine

My instincts tell me the truth

I know you had to lie

To protect your marriage and not be misunderstood

So many years I had been haunted by the thought

That I have a child who never called me dad

My own blood my own flesh and to him I am not

Have it in your heart to now eventually come out clean

To tell the story without fabrication but rather exactly how it is

There is a crime when a father cannot hold his son

Release my pain and let me love him the way that I so desperately want

The child is mine

My instincts tell me the truth

I know you had to lie

To protect your marriage and not be misunderstood

So many years I had been haunted by the thought

That I have a child who never called me dad

My own blood my own flesh and to him I am not

Have it in your heart to now eventually come out clean

To tell the story without fabrication but rather exactly how it is

There is a crime when a father cannot hold his son

Release my pain and let me love him the way that I so desperately want

Mystery Passion secrets compassion

A child’s rights a father’s sighs

Long-standing pain awkward terrain

Bones of my bones flesh of my flesh

Love you forever Love you to death

One more time:

The child is mine

My instincts tell me the truth

I know you had to lie

To protect your marriage and not be misunderstood

So many years I had been haunted by the thought

That I have a child who never called me dad

My own blood my own flesh and to him I am not

Have it in your heart to now eventually come out clean

To tell the story without fabrication but rather exactly how it is

There is a crime when a father cannot hold his son

Release my pain and let me love him the way that I so desperately want

The child is mine

My instincts tell me the truth

I know you had to lie

To protect your marriage and not be misunderstood

So many years I had been haunted by the thought

That I have a child who never called me dad

My own blood my own flesh and to him I am not

Have it in your heart to now eventually come out clean

To tell the story without fabrication but rather exactly how it is

There is a crime when a father cannot hold his son

Release my pain and let me love him the way that I so desperately want