I feel like my father
Watching my hair turn grey. Saying the things he'd say
When I was a kid
I feel like my father
Zippering up your gown. Living here in this town
The way that he did
And if he could see me now, I'm sure that he'd agree
That I've become the man he wanted me to be
I feel like my father
Watching my child grow. Not wanting to let him go
He's out of my hands
I feel like my father
Straightening up my tie. Finding it hard to cry
I know he'd understand
And if I could only let him know the way I feel
Then I could wash away this wound and let it heal
I feel like my father
Putting on shaving cream. Saying goodbye to dreams
Just letting them pass
I feel like my father
He's not who I planned to be, but here looking back at me
Is his face in the glass
And if he could only see my child as he plays
He'd be the first to know that someday that boy will say
I feel like my father
I feel like my father
I feel like my father
I feel like my father