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