I was a child once
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The fear of the world in my eyes
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Far from the safety of the other side
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I colored by numbers
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Learned how to tie my own shoes
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Like all the others I was just
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Prayed I'd make it through
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Prayed I would make it through
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Oh mother look how your boy turned out
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Three hundred miles from that small town
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You never stopped believing
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Oh daddy, it hurt to watch you walking out
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But understand it made me stronger now
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And so satisfied, so full of pride
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Thank you here from, from the other side
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I'll always remember
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The kids and how'd mean they'd been
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Eleven years old and I could, could not fit in
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But I made it through high school
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And college according to plan
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The pressure was never greater to become a man
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Would I become a man?
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Oh mother look how your boy turned out
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Three hundred miles from that small town
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You never stopped believing
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Oh daddy, it hurt to watch you walking out
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But understand it made me stronger now
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And so satisfied, so full of pride
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Thank you here from, from the other side
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Thank you here from, from the other side
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Mother look how your boy turned out
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Three hundred miles from that small town
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Dad it hurt to watch you walking out
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Hear the piano do the crying no
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For all the preachers and the teachers, now
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For all the ones who never let me down
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I'm so satisfied, so full of pride
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Standing here on, on the other side
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Thank you here from, from the other side
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Thank you here from, from the other side
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Here on, on the other side I'm taking my time
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There's nothing to fear
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There's nothing to worry about
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On the other side
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I remember when I thought I'd never find
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The other side
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The Other Side
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| Brendan James |
