Oh, My Father by Greg Lake

This one is for you Dad, just sitting here thinking about you tonight, sure do miss ya... My father was a sailor in the Merchant Marines and an over-the-road truck driver all his life, so I didn't see him much... Oh, my father, I feel so sad As I stared upon your grave I weep for the things that you never had And the paths that you never paved I'm crying for the things that I never said And all the love that I never showed For my heart is as deep as the ocean's bed And it took a storm before my love freely flowed While my body is young and my eyes are old With the wisdom of a loved one's death But all my suffering and sorrow will turn to gold Which I'll treasure with every breath It's a bitter lesson that I have learned Seems a shame it was too late for you But the love between us will always be interred In a place in my heart built for you All images and music are the copyright property of their respective owners, no infringement is intended, music is copyright property of Greg Lake, Emerson Lake and Palmer.