Where you are

It was about 8 years ago. I asked where you were and if you were comming home. Then 8 years later you'll still not here. And I wonder where you are. I want to know you. I want to know the other side of me. I know my mother and her parents too. But my mom never had to grow up like the way I do. I wish shed understand, I'd wish she hold my hand. I don't know this man. It's killing me everyday and I need to know where you are. People say just walk away, forget what you know. But it's so hard letting go. Why do I try so hard? I need to know where you are. I need to know who I am. I need to know who you are. And I'm still scared to. But I have to. It's been 16 years, and I wonder if your Kids look like me. And I know it's silly. But I don't know who I am. I don't know where I'm goin.But maybe thisll show me. I need to know where you are. Maybe one day if I meet you. You won't push me away. You never did before. But I'll be standing at the door and not knowing what to say. I don't know what to do. But I need to knowyou. And I wana know where you are. I need to know where you are. Where you are.