His

Even when the sun's not up, and my days bloomed down. i still wanna be his. When mom would shout, tell dad 'on the couch". i still wanna be his. Even though he stopped giving me hugs, and kisses and smiles. I still wanna be his. As my heart patterns off, and the records on. I still wanna be his. My father broke my heart, and maybe I made things hard. I still wanna be his. When the music is loud, I'd run away, not proud. and he pulled me for a kiss, and he shared a sore bliss, and he gave me a smile, and he watched me there cry, and he said he is mine, and he left for a while, took another girls heart, and returned to what's mine. I still wanna be his. .. by keren.