Subseven

when i was young you fed me
before i claimed your name
the words you softly told me
still in my heart today
to think that im your favorite
to think that im your son
my faith in you grows stronger
breeds deeper everyday
to think that youre my father
your blood runs through my veins
to hear you say "this ones mine"
to hear you say "he's my son"
I hear your voice speak to me
even when i dont call
I feel your strength run through me
even when ive done wrong
pieces of you inside of us
inside your hearts burns your love
pieces of you inside of me
to think that im your favorite
game of love
ill play this game of love
i wont lose.