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The voicemail is from my dad. I wrote this song several years ago for my dad when I thought he was going to lose his hearing due to a tumor behind his ear, so excuse the cliches. Its basically a song I wrote as an apology for all the times I've messed up. I have a feeling there will be a part two because I never cease to make mistakes. The voicemail in the beginning has a complex story behind it so talk to me in person if you want to know the meaning.
lyrics
Didn't own dreams of my own
When I walked alone
I always found a home
Whenever you'd come along
That's why im singing this song
Oh how did the feeling grow
When I needed it the most
Whenever Im feeling low
Id play you a couple notes
Your tears dripping in slow
You said dont wish for gold
For theres much more to hold
I got my whole life from you
I just wish you knew
All the things that you do
Scatter to the wind
I know you wont spread me thin
When Ive got no one to hold
And oh times a gettin old