The Hand That Feeds Me Lyrics

Peter Kingsbery The Hand That Feeds Me

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