Paroles de Dierdre

I know you're fond of me That doesn't mean you have to show me how you feel I'm told I'm green but father this is far too real Someday, I'll lift the dark clouds - Blame I'll be wishing, wishing you weren't so This kind of nurturing You know I wouldn't mind if you had to give it up. My self-worth sinks when I'm forced to remember you Beast, you wash the blood off your hands, but my life has been more than stained I'm forever branded Someday, I'll lift the dark blouds - blame I'll be wishing, wishing you weren't so Someday as I've felt you'll feel - shame and I'll be wishing you weren't so fond of me