文本歌词

We carried you in our arms on independence day
And now you throw us all aside and put us all away
Oh
What dear daughter 'neath the sun could treat her father so
To wait upon him hand and foot
Yet always tell him no
Tears of rage
Tears of grief
Why must I alway be the thief
Come to me now
You know we're so alone
And life is clean
It was all so very painless when you ran out to receive
All that false instruction which we never could believe
And now the heart is filled with gold as if it were a purse
But
Oh
What kind of love is this which goes from bad to worse
Repeat chorus
We pointed you the way to go and scratched your name in sand
Though you just thought it was nothing more than a place for you to stand
I want you to know that while we watched you discover no one would be true
That I myself was among the ones who thought it was just a childish thing to do
Repeat chorus