I watched the fireworks explode And from your shoulders I could see a different world No lies, no hate, no fear, no pain Just flashes of blue and yellow flame I smiled, you smiled, but smiles can fade How am I a product of this man? I've watched the sunrise on his skin; I've felt the warm touch of his hand Father I hope you understand That I've been running from your eyes But now I'm coming back again (Father!) Calendar pages hit the floor Counting the days and years before Sons become men, plans change, paths bend 'til I'm not your little one anymore And the winters pa** Now I see your face in the mirrored gla** Reminding me to slow down (well I've got to slow down) 'Cause my early grays And the bags under my eyes prove the case That I can't handle the weight How am I a product of this man? I've watched the sunrise on his skin; I've felt the warm touch of his hand Father I hope you understand That I've been running from your eyes But now I'm coming back again I don't want to be here I don't want to be here alone Father it's been to long Take your son's hand and walk me home And I watched the fireworks explode Father, Father, Father! How am I a product of this man? I've watched the sunrise on his skin; I've felt the warm touch of his hand Father I hope you understand That I've been running from your eyes But now I'm coming back again Father I hope you understand That I've been running from your eyes But now I'm coming back again