Dear father,
you gave me life one day,
another day you taught me a lot of things
and next one, you went away.
The only and best thing I can do now is remember you,
and, as the lyrics run.....
"And I miss, miss, Miss..
I’m missing you.."
I can just put some music to my feelings
in the same way I try to find some words to explain a loss,
the slab that linked me to my roots,
the chain that anchored my boat until you decided to pass away,
now, you're free to fly and I'm stuck in my memories
deciding how to go on playing my own song without your advice,
and, as the lyrics run.....
"And I miss, miss, Miss..
I’m missing you.."
so much, father,
just, listen to the song.
