Started out on the team just fine medals up in the loungeroom gleaming shoot he scores, his father smiles on Came to age found there's more to life father frowned as he failed to see it visions of a champion that he never was and his son threw it all away Calling off the 'whats yours is mine' leaving out all the thought and reason father screams "this is where you get off" Caught between mother broken cries heart is torn left and right, two pieces gifted son is tortured as her feelings have gone cold... And I guess Im right Breathing for the first time out Wisened up as the years go by but lonely so hard that you can see its drowning him and pushing you off Summoned up now for one more try "dad Im sorry, cant you see its you I need not some championship or scholarship or so."