Perception.

Letter

I waited 4 years for a letter

She's married but she's still my daughter

I don't know if she's alive

Or if I'm now a grandfather

I waited and waited

Through summer and winter

Just for a letter

Maybe it's for the better

Maybe I should forget her

It was the 27th of November

When he married her

She then said goodbye and left me while the sky was still amber

From that day onwards I've never been sober

I've always been in a slight state of slumber

Maybe now she's richer

Or maybe she now works as a bartender

They tell me to stay strong, to stay a believer

That someday she might actually come back here

I hate her

But since I'm her father

I have to forgive her.