I dont talk too much to my family
I feel bad, they dont understand me.
I dont speak unless theres something really important to say.
Im not weak,
though quiet people often come across that way.
You and me and the family tree
That I cant seem to climb
Theres something wrong, I guess I dont belong
And I dont really mind, no i dont really mind.
I dont talk too much to my family.
I feel bad, whenever theyre around me.
But I might write, maybe send a postcard once a year.
To be polite, and tell them all the things they want to hear.
You and me and the family tree
oh we made such a mess
but you gave it a shot, and look what you got
A son whos fatherless.
You and me and the family tree
that just cant seem to grow
But I just wanted to say
that I love you anyway
And I think that you should know.
I think that you should know.
I dont talk, I dont speak
You might say that I am weak
But I dont talk, and I dont speak.