Yes he ran away. I wish I could speak your language
You scream for the fear of not seeing him anymore
Where is my daddy?
The quake begins
Am I an act of love? you wonder
The cracks come close to your heart
could it be him when the phone rings?
I speak broken love too
Divorce is written before you sign it
The winds of Santa Ana feel like this
You are surrounded by truth that doesn’t know your language
And all you hear now is silence
And all the wind says is daddy is gone
I’m here to manifest God’s love