I wish your eyes still told me of your love,
Eyes that now fill with grief for people gone above,
Eyes that now hold anger, disappointment, pain,
I wish I felt you loved me once again.
But now the only thing I seem to see,
Is anger, glaring, fury, judging me,
As though all you ever can see in my face
Is a spoilt entitled child, needs putting in her place
No matter how I try to sing your song,
It seems that every note is falling wrong
And though you seem to tiptoe around her
The thought that I have feelings too must seem absurd
Perhaps when I grew up I grew away
And you don’t see a daughter any more
Perhaps I should have left here long ago
And in my absence ended this long war.