Isn’t a father supposed to make the bad dreams go away?
Tell you they’re not real, they’ll go away once its day?
Well I wasn’t told that, at least not from his mouth
It was my mother who told me this and eased my doubts
On Father’s Day I was left to cry, without a daddy to make a card for, or even in my life
It wasn’t him there to fill void, but my mother with all her laughter and joy
All those days I sat and wondered why, it was my mother who wiped the tears from my clouding eyes
I don’t think it was fair I had to pay for his mistakes
And all those lonely days I had to wait
His letters only eased my mind, but inside my heart was sore from crying
Then the day came at last, the day I finally I got to meet my dad
We talked and joked smiling for hours, but after that it seemed like the midnight hour
I received letters yes, and daily talks
But once he got out of prison that all seemed to stop
I called you, texted you, all in vain, and my desperate attempts were met by a game
I was your pawn whenever you felt the need to entertain yourself
You were dead dammed wrong and sorry as can be
To play with my heart and feelings I found for he
And that’s when I noticed who I left behind
The one that stayed by my side the whole entire time showed me love on every occasion, been real to the day I was first imagined
I threw this away with a small time with you and now I know fool’s gold was never meant to be true
And now I know who was really true and that marks the end of me and you
Never again will I give out my trust and be left with nothing but fool’s gold dust?