Son she said 
Have I got a little story for you 
What you thought was your father
Was nothin' but a fool 

While you were sittin' 
Home alone at age thirteen 
Your real father was dyin' 
Sorry you didn't see him 
But I'm glad we talked,  

Oh I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey, hey, I, oh, I'm still alive 
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive

Oh she walks slowly 
Across a young man's room 
She said I'm ready, for you 
I can't remember anything 
To this very day 
'Cept the look, yeah the look
Oh, you know where

Now I can't see, I just stare 
I, I, I'm still alive 
Yeah, yeah I, oh, I'm still alive
Yeah, yeah I, oh, I'm still alive
Yeah, yeah I, oh, I'm still alive

I'm still alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh yeah

Is something wrong 
She said 
Of course there is 
You're still alive 
She said 
Oh do I deserve to be?
And is that the question? Oh
And if so, if so
Who answers? 
Who answers? 

I, I, I'm still alive 
Yeah, yeah I, oh, I'm still alive
I'm still alive 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah