I hear you have a soft spot
For fools and little children
And I'm glad 'cause I've been both of those
I shook my fist up toward the sky
And at most of those who love me
A frightened angry boy in
Grown-up's clothes
chorus:
But a father's eye can always see right through
And a father's heart can tell when tears are true
Now I'm standing on this road
Your hand has brought me to
Your faithful love will lead me farther on
Life sure has its choices
You left those choices to me
And I'm glad but sometimes I feel caught
It's hard to know which bridge to cross
And which bridge I should be burning
I long to learn but I'm so slow at being taught
