Used to be a sweet boy. Holding so tightly. To Daddy's hand. But that was all. In some distant land. Blazer and tie. And a big bright healthy smile. Used to make all. Of our trials worthwhile. Used to be a sweet boy. And I'm not to blame. But something went wrong. Something went wrong. And I know. I'm not to blame. Something went wrong. Can't be to blame. Ah ...