Alone
I was there when you needed me mostI was there when you wanted me leastI was your father, your son and your holy ghost and priest
Through your failings and successThrough your losses and gainsI didn’t see much happiness or pain
I couldn’t save your soulI couldn’t even take you homeI couldn’t fill that holeAlone
I saw you at your bestI knew you at your worstI couldn’t tell if you were blessed or cursedThere’s a thin grey line between the black and the whiteIt’s evidently hard to find at night
I couldn’t save your soulI couldn’t even take you homeI couldn’t play that roleAlone
Now it’s tooToo late for what should’ve have been saidLong ago
I was there when you needed me mostI was there when you wanted me leastI was your father, your son and your holy ghost and priest
I couldn’t save your soulI couldn’t even take you homeI couldn’t fill that holeAlone