In the darkness of the night
I cried a broken heart
I dried a blood stained tear
In the darkness of the night
I wished that you were here
to crush this thing called fear
please don’t leave me now
when things may not seem clear
’cause without you by my side
without you being here
I’de die a thousand deaths
in each and every tear
Your life has been my teacher
Your strength has showed me how
as I’ve faded into black
You’ve lifted me from shadows
you seemed to bring me back
by knowing what I lack
please don’t leave me now
you can count on me to stay
’cause all I need is you
to wipe these tears away
I’de live a million years
to see you every day
In the darkness of the night
please mend my broken heart
please kiss away these tears
In the darkness of the night
please crush this thing called fear
I wish that you were here
I wish that you were here
it hurts to bleed this fear
it just hurts
“When a Son Loses His Father” was originally written as a poem, but was then expanded into song lyrics. Below is a video poem of the song, the song lyrics, and the original poem.
For those looking for that perfect father daughter wedding or other special occasion song, “Songs for Fathers and Daughters” can also be found.
Now that he’s without him
what is he working for
He had never truly realized
His dad drove him to want more
With working came acceptance
replaced emotions he concedes and his father unavailable,
he kept his schedule filled with deeds,
When his father passed away
it broke him to the core
just learning he and his dad
had things in common they stood for
His dad had loved unconditionally,
despite his character flaws
and perhaps was thinking he’d call his son
when the winter thaws
but winters came and went
and neither reached to call
yet they truly loved each other
despite their voices being awol
His imperfect life with his Dad,
is now the oddest gift he treasures
He’s vowed to be a father
for his sons to proudly measure
He says “I love you” to his kids,
and has being saying so for many years
then thinks of what he missed
with his Dad,
and it reduces him to tears
Nothing can make that emptiness go
he carries the lesson learned
Knowing now to speak his love out loud
not said to be returned
When a son loses his father
a part of himself fades into the light
as do the words he rarely stated,
like, “Dad, nice to hear from you tonight”
or picking up the phone to say,
“hi dad, did you just hear”,
are calls he wished he’d made
while he wipes away a tear,
Now in a prayer he says, “I love you Dad”,
to the heavens he kneels and pleads
and wonders if his fathers knows
that his love’s so strong, it bleeds
“Dad, in case you didn’t know it,
I love you more than I can say
I always tell my kids I love them
I learned that the hard way,
and in my heart,
my father,
you shall always stay”.
By Barbara Tremblay Cipak, Copyrighted
Song Lyric Version of
When A Son Loses His Father
(VERSE ONE)
Now that he’s without him
what is he workin’ for
He had never truly realized
His dad drove him to want more
With workin’ came acceptance
replaced emotions he concedes
and his father unavailable,
he kept his schedule filled with deeds,
When his father passed away
it really broke him to the core
just learning he and his dad
had things in common they stood for
(CHORUS)
His dad had loved unconditionally,
despite his character flaws
and perhaps was thinking he’d call his son
when the winter thaws
but winters came and went
and neither reached to call
yet they truly loved each other
despite their voices being awol
His imperfect life with his Dad,
is now the oddest gift he treasures
He’s vowed to be a father
for his sons to proudly measure
He says “I love you” to his kids,
and has being saying so for many years
then thinks of what he missed
with his Dad,
and it reduces him to tears
Nothing can make that emptiness go
he carries the lesson learned
Knowing now to speak his love out loud
not said to be returned
(VERSE TWO)
When a son loses his father
a part of himself fades into the light
as do the words he rarely stated,
like, “Dad, nice to hear from you tonight”
or picking up the phone to say,
“hi dad, did you just hear”,
are calls he wished he’d made
while he wipes away a tear,
Now in a prayer he says, “I love you Dad”,
to the heavens he kneels and pleads
and wonders if his fathers knows
that his love’s so strong, it bleeds
“Dad, in case you didn’t know it,
I love you more than I can say
I always tell my kids I love them
I learned that the hard way,
and in my heart,
my father,
you shall always stay”.
(BRIDGE into Final Chorus)
Winters passed into the night
like this father and this son
too late to change the way it went
too late to change a wrong, he says
“Goodbye my father,
I love you more than I thought I might
and Despite my life’s hard journey
in my heart there’s only light
and to have this love in me,
you must have done a few things right”
Although winters came and went
and neither reached to call
they truly loved each other
despite their voices being awol
Nothing can make that emptiness go
he carries the lesson learned
Knowing now to speak his love out loud
not said to be returned
“Dad, I’m sure you truly know it,
I love you more than I can say
because I always tell my kids I love them
I learned from our mistakes,
and in my heart,
my father,
you shall always stay”.
By Barbara Tremblay Cipak, Copyrighted
When A Son Loses His Father: Do you know someone who has experienced this type of gut-wrenching loss? Unfortunately this pain may be a sad truth, with some what of a hopeful ending, for many people. This was hard to write, for many reasons.
My love for you fell on my heart
like the weight of ten thousand drops
For I awoke from sleep, and I did weep
Lonely is my heart for you
The tears they fill my eyes
as this pen scribles words of love
I want you so
I want you to know
Please don’t go
I love you so
The miles between us they grow
but somehow I’m able to see
that without I’de be
forever alone, forever at sea
I awoke you from sleep
to see if you weep
for my love as I do yours
I needed a gentle word
a soft voice
a tear
to compensate for the emptiness
of your not being here
So much love,
so much crying,
so much caring,
so much loneliness,
so much…….
By Barbara Tremblay Cipak
Love Poem: I had written this poem when I was 19 years old (*ahem, just a few years ago*). This poem is about being far away from someone you love and waking up in the middle of the night to find yourself consumed with loneliness. So you pick the phone up, (middle of the night or not) and call and hope the person you love won’t be upset about disturbing their sleep. More than that, you hope they can’t sleep either. Absence does make the heart grow fonder, but in this case there was already deep love. This love poem is about missing the one you love. It’s a long distance love poem.
Before he was born, she knew
His hair would be blond and his eyes would be blue
despite the darker locks of her other two
she knew
A God given blessing, she knew
Her love for her son would reach beyond true
Before her father passed into the dew
he left her life’s secret
his gift being her clue
Though not understanding it then,
Instinctively she knew
Although her little brother passed years before, she knew
Her son was God’s blessing, not sent in his lieu
Each spirit like one but visited by two,
she knew
Her son’s arrival, so glorious a day, she knew
His spirit clearly heavens voice reaching through
She then understood her father’s last clue
“Release yesterday’s pain to the Holy Spirit’s hue”
She always knew
by Barbara Tremblay Cipak, Copyrighted
Poem about a Premonition: “She Knew”…This poem is for my friend and how she expressed the challenging events of her life. Although not her only loves, three of her great loves are her son, her father and her brother. Her father and brother had passed years ago, but now, older and wiser, she is grateful for her blessings and despite her tremendous loss, she is emotionally tenacious and guided by compassion. One interesting tidbit …before her son was born, and after having 3 daughters, she knew she would have a blond haired boy. You guessed it, she did in fact have that boy who happened to have beautiful blond hair. She believed in all her being, that this son was coming to her. It so happened that her son’s arrival into this world occurred when her father was exiting – she knew.
On a Monday my time is depicted,
the hours are carefully filled,
the day is spent usually working,
and my nights are eventually killed
On Tuesday my thoughts still of working,
again, it’s a Monday too late
my nights are sometimes more active
but that depends on my emotional state
On Wednesday I anticipate little,
though others see midweek to weekend,
I only see Wednesday as halfway,
with four days still left to descend,
On Thursday, people begin smiling
for the weekend is creeping so near,
but I just stare into oblivion
for what’s a weekend without having you here
On Friday, my work is slowed
to a steady but productive pace,
and my thoughts are geared toward the two days,
I don’t have to fight the rat-race
Now Saturday is here,
and what do I do?
As usual I clean,
and sometimes feel blue,
but there is a cure for these feelings,
on such a beautiful day,
one in particular is laughing my time,
with my friends who can take some disappointments away
Sunday I dread, for there’s little to do,
as I spend the last day of this week without you
so Monday to Sunday repeats and recycles
and this journey alone becomes my challenge, my struggle
I miss you. I cry.
I love you so much,
come home to me baby,
I need your sweet touch.
By Barbara Tremblay Cipak
Poem about Missing Someone…Well, I pulled this one out of the dust-bin: Wrote this in the early 80′s, and can see I wasn’t a happy camper at that time. It does seem like an appropriate poem for those who are struggling to get through their week without the person they love. What comes to mind are the spouses of those serving in the Military. I hope they don’t have weeks like this though. If this fits your life right now, I do hope you are able to find some joy eventhough the one you love is away.
If I could fly tonight,
To places I’ve never seen,
My arms with the power to witness first hand
great deeds accomplished by woman and man
or worse know suffering,
What would I choose,
soaring above these incredible views,
peering below
my landing, my voice
where do I go,
what is my choice,
Would I plan to see such glorious sites,
As the Seven Wonders of the World by night,
The Taj Mahal, The Northern Lights,
Angel Falls or World Castles by name,
The great cathedrals from London to Spain,
I could take the train from Koblenz to Koln
See the Ancient Ruins in Rome,
Ride a Gondola in Venice today,
but being away, almost gone astrayI
I’d miss what is always real
So I wouldn’t need to fly this far
since what I seek is where you are
You’re the sight I’d choose to see
with you is where I’d want to be
I’d choose you.
The love I know.
hold you close
the tears would flow
we’de share a tea
and our company
we could say a little or a lot
thank you for the lessons taught
memories kept to bring me home
these wings a gift for when I’ve flown,
feeling at peace, all would be right,
this is the flight plan I chart tonight
Poem for Distant Relative: I wrote this for my mother who doesn’t live very close by. We see each other though of course, but I was thinking, if I were a bird tonight, where would I fly to first.
A poem remembering Jim the Dad, Friend and Husband: Dedicated in remembrance of Jim – A poem for his son and wife who miss him very much.
For Jim
It’s not these words that bring you peace,
Nor the memories that help you sleep,
For you turn a page to another day
knowing love sustained you
when he passed away
He too knew love through his
family and friends,
His time, though short, often lends,
a smile to a face, held up to the wind
He gave his heart the best he knew,
He shared his gifts, his laughter too,
You know he’s home now peering through,
as you begin your life anew,
I trust he’ll be there when you’re blue,
Watching over, Loving you.
Willing to Collaborate with Artists - If Interested in Lyrics, Contact Barbara Tremblay Cipak at 416-566-0643 or barbara@drageda.com - Author of Song Lyrics, and Poetry, and creator of related Videos on Drageda.com - Thank you!