Family Tree

I don't talk too much to my family

I feel bad, they don't understand me.

I don't speak unless there's something really important to say.

I'm not weak,

though quiet people often come across that way.

You and me and the family tree

That I cant seem to climb

There's something wrong, I guess I don't belong

And I don't really mind, no i don't really mind.

I don't talk too much to my family.

I feel bad, whenever they're around me.

But I might write, maybe send a postcard once a year.

To be polite, and tell them all the things they want to hear.

You and me and the family tree

oh we made such a mess

but you gave it a shot, and look what you got

A son who's fatherless.

You and me and the family tree

that just can't seem to grow

But I just wanted to say

that I love you anyway

And I think that you should know.

I think that you should know.

I don't talk, I don't speak

You might say that I am weak

But I don't talk, and I don't speak.