Verse 1
You’re the busy man
You’ve always been that way for years since I was young
Pleasing you was always hard
Standing in your shadow was the son
Parents nights you couldn’t make
'Cos parents nights you had to take away
Christmas plays - there wasn’t time
No bedtime books - no nursery rhymes - no play
Verse 2
The Birthday Boy
A model plane; you promised you would build it up with me
But when I kept reminding you 'You Promised'
You always seemed angry
It wasn’t very pretty
But I made it work - just me alone
I couldn’t wait to show you how
It flew so straight and true all on its own
Verse 3
I'm not the man you were, I'm not the man you were
I'm not the father’s son
But its too late to notice me
Despite the battles I have fought and won
Wanting recognition is no different
For the child than for the man
Helped only by indifference
A helping hand was never in your plan
Chorus
Here I am. Waiting for you
Here I am. I know you’ll come through
Here I am. I'm waiting for you
But you will find me waiting - You'll still find me waiting
You will find me waiting
