The Hand That Feeds Me — текст песни (Kingsbery Peter)

I`m looking for reasons
To wage these petty wars
This fighting in my head
Hurts too much to ignore
I keep looking skyward
Pray some good will come
As far as I can see
We`re not the guilty ones
Father where`s the hand that feeds me
Where has gone my youth?
Tell me where this life will lead me to
Father where`s the hand that feeds me?
All the love between us
Is all we`ve ever had
Bring your body to bed
Help me make it last
So much is determined
Way before you`re born
Nothing seems to count
For too much anymore
I believe my heart is beating
In my throat
It`s the same old fright
That`s so familiar
I`m not looking back
To find a saviour for my soul
But I`d sure like an answer