Here's to my desire to remember what he left But, there was no time for sentiment as he took his final breath I was not too broken to hope for a helping hand, but I had to fight to find it Eight years old is too young to become a man; I left my hope behind me I was just another angry kid, growing up without a dad So I sold my soul for the highest bid, to get the love I never had Tell me who I am A kid that turned to the world for identity I can hardly stand Trying to find myself, I confined myself Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for… It was always Him, it was always Him Born from a broken home When my father died, I was left to find my way through life alone Left on my own, I put my pain on display as I fought with hatred and rage No son should ever have to face the world without the love of his father I faced the world alone I had no one to run to, and everything to run from I had no one to run to, and everything to run from I buried my hope in the ground Drowning, with no one to pull me out, sinking inside my head I was just another angry kid growing up without a dad So I sold my soul for the highest bid to get the love I never had Tell me who I am A kid that turned to the world for identity I can hardly stand Trying to find myself, I confined myself Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for… It was always Him, it was always Him Tell me who I am I can hardly stand Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for… It was always Him, it was always Him