I was born a mistake
A sin they couldn't erase
A secret hidden half a century
I look for you
Do I look like you?
Questions children cry out in their sleep
I'd give up every trophy that I've won
Just to be somebody's son
Every wrong, I did it
Failures, I admit it
Consequences now belong to me
But who knew me not having you
Would force me to see love so differently
Fighting battles few have ever won
Truly, you're somebody's son
(It makes sense)
I'm running, I'm chasing, I'm falling
(It makes sense)
These demons, these strongholds, unbroken
(It makes sense)
We're searching for a mother's love
Step two is pointless when you're stuck at one
Until you're somebody's son
(It makes sense)
I'm running, I'm chasing, I'm falling
(It makes sense)
These demons, those strongholds, unbroken
(It makes sense)
We're searching for a mother's love
Step two is pointless when you're stuck at one
Until you're somebody's son
(Why? Oh, why)
Did You keep them far away?
How much more do I have to pay?
(Why? Oh, why)
You ignore the prayers I pray?
Habits come from past mistakes
With each limp, my race I have to run
But I guess so did Your Son