The key to my survival 
was never in much doubt 
the question was how I could keep sane 
trying to find a way out 

things were never easy for me 
peace of mind was hard to fin 
and I needed a place where I could hide 
somewhere I could call mine 

I didn't think much about it 
til it started happening all the time 
soon I was living with the fear everyday 
of what might happen at night 

I couldn't stand to hear the 
crying of my mother 
and I remember when 
I swore that, that would be the 
last they'd see of me 
and I never went home again 

they say time is a healer 
and new my wounds are not the same 
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth 
I had to hear what he'd say 

He sat me down to talk to me 
he looked me straght in the eyes 

he said: 
You're no son, no son of mine 
You're no son, no son of mine 
You walked out, you left us behind 
and you're no son, no son of mine 

oh, his words how they hurt me, I'll never forget it 
and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it 

You're no son, no son of mine 
but where should I go, 
and what should I do 
you're no son, no son of mine 
but I came here for help, I came here for you 

Well the years they passed slowly 
I thought about him everyday 
what would I do, if we passed on the street 
would I [bad word] away 

in and out of hiding places 
soon I'd have to face the facts 
we'd have to sit down and talk it over 
and that would mean going back 

they say time is a healer 
and now my wounds are not the same 
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth 
I had to hear what he'd say 

He sat me down to talk to me 
he looked me straght in the eyes 

he said: 
You're no son, no son of mine 
You're no son, no son of mine 
You walked out, you left us behind 
and you're no son, no son of mine