I am a son of a good man
Papa wanted me to be successful
He saved the best for my sake
But i lost it all within a glance
The leaning class a battle field.
I did not grow like his son
I did not sowed as he planned
I did not think enough like him
Times became though and hard on me
Though i did not followed his foot prints
But i was still mindful of his dreams...
For all the pains that i caused
For all the troubles that i caused
For all the souls that i hurt
Father forgive me
This scar will always be
As i wake from the shadows of death...
Nothing good seems forthcoming
But in this dark part of my life
Because you have intervaned
Now i can see the sunlight
Although i didn't grow as he wanted but i have always been mindful of all he taught me so now i beg and ask you o Lord to forgive me.
Please forgive me...