My father had so much to tell me
Things he said I had to know
There are rules you can't break
But I had to find out on my own
Now when I look at my own son,
I see what my father went through.
There's only so much you can do.
You're proud when they walk,
That's how it always has been
between fathers and sons.
It's a bridge you can't cross,
it's a cross you can't bear
Just the words you can't say,
the things you can't change
No matter how much you care
and then you gotta let go
You're just a part of the flow of the river
that runs between fathers and sons.
Your mother will try to protect you,
hold you as long as she can,
but the higher you climb,
yeah that's something I understand.
One day you'll look at your own son,
there'll be so much that you want to say,
but he'll have to find his own way,
down the road he must take,
the course he must run, that's
It's a bridge you can't cross
It's a cross you can't bear
It's the words you can't say
The things you can't change
No matter how much you can
and in the end you let go
You're just a part of the flow of the river
that runs between fathers and sons
A part of the flow of the river
that runs between and fathers and sons.
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