dear darren,
seeking path has never been this hard before.
everyone used to watch my back, ready to catch me if i fall.
now i have to stand on my own two feet.
try to find the road that i would never know it is exist.
here with me is a burning candle.
getting shortened in every move i make.
the wind may steal the light in every step i take.
all i can see is an endless tunnel.
it seems longer than i used to think of.
from time to time i always see you as a safe landing zone.
from my little cockpit i know,
in every silly maneuver i’ve made, i’ll always be there safely.
dear son,
believe is the word i believe in.
believe that you’ll always be there,
believe in me whatever it may take,
waiting for me to come,
with a face full of smile.
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