Late into the night
You come home so weary
Your footsteps echo
So quiet, so dreary
The wrinkles in your hands
Etched deep with time
Speak of lost labour
Silent and kind
Oh father
I feel your love
In every sacrifice
In the silence of the night
Though you're gone
Your spirit stays
Guiding me through my day
Zither Harp
Late into the night
You come home so weary
Your footsteps echo
So quiet, so dreary
The wrinkles in your hands
Etched deep with time
Speak of lost labour
Silent and kind
Oh father
I feel your love
In every sacrifice
In the silence of the night
Though you're gone
Your spirit stays
Guiding me through my day
Though you're gone
Your spirit stays
Guiding me through my day
Oh father
I feel your love
In every sacrifice
In the silence of the night
Though you're gone
Your spirit stays
Guiding me through my day
My day
My love
My love
My love