Song Description

Finding the fond memory of one's father in everything

Lyrics

Looking for My Father
Davidson/Taylor
I?m looking for my father,
he?s the underside of clouds,
he?s the muffled call of raindrops
he?s one voice in the crowd.

I lost him on a late spring day,
we never said goodbye.
He was quiet as the morning.
I didn?t think he?d die.

CH: Share your wishes, dreams and love
before the season?s end
Life is fickle as the sky;
you?ll get back the love you send.

My father was an artist,
he re-imagined worlds he knew.
I only sense the surface
In the shading and the hue.

I?m looking for my father?s voice
I need to give him words.
Do you see him in the woodland
The constant song of birds? CH

He?s calling gently to the wind
Drifting on a distant sea, drifting on the waves of time.

We all can live a lifetime
each and every day.
Just breathing in the sunlight,
And remembering what to say.

I'm looking for my father's love;
a sadness I can't name.
I look for him in stranger's eyes,
And in the steady rhythm of April rain.