i want to fly away from here this ain't a home but I have nowhere to go no money to my name lent in my pockets I try to pray away this nightmare but it won't go away one second pops telling me to leave then he feels sorry for me then ask me to stay I'm not allowed to know my amendments when I try to help it not good enough I'm trying to hold on but my love is growing cold maybe I should hang myself who would even care waited all those years in the pen for her letters but they never came I guess it's true I'm ugly coz back they never came to see how I was doing one day I know I'll find a real father and a woman who will give birth to my son n daughter God don't let no one feel or see da horrors I've felt n seen first hand I'm getting tired Lord release me please in a peaceful dream were there's autum leaves Fallin from da oak n willow trees see clear streams