I saw the light escape your eyes
Shook both my hands at the sky
I cursed the rain and went inside
How could they take this away from me?
The game, the glory, the fame
It helps me escape this pain
I've heard them scream enough
Don't cancel this soccer game please
It's been rough
"Why can't he be more like her?
String more than four words together?
I can't believe our only son
Can hardly speak, does he think this family's dumb?"
"Must be from your mother's side"
"No you're wrong it's your father's pride"
And I laid there silently
Dreamed I scored the winning goal
Final score: 4 to 3
That night I dreamt about a war
Bombs bursting right outside the door
I woke at 3:45
Thinking to myself, I am afraid to die
Before the season ends
I would win and make amends
Their disappointment fades
I am good at something, see?
I am not lost to fate
Please let me prove my worth to you
I live your life, I've paid my dues
Just once you'll see how good I am
I can kick a ball just like a man