it was a sunday morning i was way too young for this day the phone rang and her fates changed and that s when all the pain came i sat there trying to comprehend i ll never see my dad again he never saw me singing he never saw me spell my name and the images won t fade your voice my joy your pain it s painted on my brain no matter what i do or say another sunday morning the biggest day of my life she said there s something inside me nine months and you will meet him in the delivery room i m a patient boy i wait i wait i wait for the new life we created if he s watching above would he be proud it s painted on my brain your voice my joy your pain it s painted on my brain no matter what i do or say these images won t fade painted on my brain these images won t fade your voice my joy your pain it s painted on my brain no matter what i do or say these images won t fade your voice my joy your pain it s painted on my brain no matter what i do or say these images won t fade