Papa

You don’t have much time left so
Let’s use up what we got
Yeah, it’s on days like this I
Wish we believed in God
You’re looking back at your life
I’m looking forward at mine
It’s true but it don’t make sense
That we’re both running out of time
Remember Thomas The Tank Engine and the sips of gin on a jet-lagged winter night
Remember the way you drove those London roads, had to hold on for my life
You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs
We’d laugh, me and Jack, saying, «Papa, I’m scared»
Now I’m really scared
You talk just like the old you
And then you start to cough
I’m tryin' to be strong but
It’s obvious I’m not
You’re looking back at your life
I’m looking forward at mine
It’s true but it don’t make sense
That we’re both running out of time
Remember Thomas The Tank Engine and the sips of gin on a jet-lagged winter night
Remember the way you drove those London roads, had to hold on for my life
You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs
We’d laugh, me and Jack, saying, «Papa, I’m scared»
But now I’m really scared
I’ll always remember Thomas The Tank Engine and the sips of gin on a jet-lagged
winter night
Remember the way you drove those London roads, had to hold on for my life
You were like fee-fi-fo-fum coming up the stairs
We’d laugh, me and Jack, saying, «Papa, I’m scared»
Now I’m really scared