K. Legare - words/melody
S. Michaels - music
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When I look deep inside
There’s an emptiness that cannot be denied
Cause how can I know who I am
If I don’t know where I began
If I don’t know about you Dad
Mama was just seventeen
She could’ve been a beauty queen
Instead she gave into the hunger
Now two kids her dreams went under
We never really had a dime
Me and Lalia in the welfare line
Waiting for them to call our number
Give us the things that would quell the hunger
That was 20 years ago
Things are different now I know
But now every man I meet
When he tries to get close to me
I wonder…
Is he gonna treat me right?
Is he gonna treat me right?
Or is he trying to steal my thunder
Take my dreams and roll me under (2x)
I remember when you went away
The clothes you wore but what did you say
Memory’s a funny thing
It sifts the bad to a faded pain
I guess that’s the way to keep us sane
Now I’ve got so many answers
I need to know the questions
Are you what I’m about?
All you left is a legacy of doubt
(chorus)
(bridge)
So if want to take me on
You’ve got to prove to me
That you can be a better man than he could be
Won’t fear responsibility
Cause I made a vow you see
My kids ain’t gonna be brought up like me
(chorus)
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