Father has got to fly his way back home And talk to his mother for the very last time Durban’s the place – so many miles away When he arrives what will she say?
The prodigal son sits with his mother So many years on his own Taking the road less traveled Finding his own way back home
He’s got to make his peace
He said goodbye to sisters and brothers Got a new job, went out on a limb Gave up a lifestyle for his children He threw caution to the wind
The prodigal son sits with his mother So many years on his own Taking the road less traveled Finding his own way back home
Make his peace, say goodbye She’ll understand by the look in his eye