No Son Of Mine
Well, the key to my survivalWas never in much doubtThe question was how I could keep saneTrying to find a way out
Things were never that easy for mePeace of mind was hard to findAnd I needed a place where I could hideSomewhere I could call mine
I didn't think much about itTill it started happening all the timeSoon I was living with fear every dayOf what might happen that night
I couldn't stand to hear the cryingOf my mother - and I remember whenI thought that that would be the last they'd see of meAnd I never went home again
They say time is a healerAnd now my wounds are not the sameI'd cling myself with my heart in my mouthI had to hear what he'd say
He sat me down to talk to meHe looked me straight in the eyesHe said: "You're no son, you're no son of mine"But where should I go, and what should I do"You're no son, you're no son of mine"But I came here for help, oh, I came here for you
Well, the years they passed so slowlyI thought about him every dayWhat would I do if we passed on the streetWould I keep running away
In and out of hiding placesSoon I'd have to face the factsWe'd have to sit down and talk it overAnd that would mean going back
They say time is a healerAnd now my wounds are not the sameI'd cling myself with my heart in my mouthI had to hear what he'd say
He sat me down to talk to meHe looked me straight in the eyesHe said: "You're no son, you're no son of mine"But where should I go, and what should I do"You're no son, you're no son of mine"But I came here for help, oh, I was looking for you.
"You're no son, you're no son of mine..."