the fisherman's son
i am but your son
sailing in the sea
toiling away
for your respect
looking for that moment
of acceptance between you & me
i am but your son
looking for you
nowhere to be found
in the waves of the sea
where are you now
i do the best i can
i want to live
up to your expectations
for you to be proud
of me
at the cost of me
but there's only so much
i can do
when you won't row to me
and for that
i throw the line to you
whose son am i now?
