Brother will bear a heavy burden and late at night he still calls my name.
He wants to throw his arms around me, no one can know my brotherís pain.
Father will bear a heavy burden and late at night he still calls my name
He wishes somehow he could have saved me, no one can know my fatherís pain.
For Iím bound to leave this field of sorrow, my work is done and itís time to go
But where Iím headed, you may not follow. Thereís still a seed here that you must sow.
Mother will bear a heavy burden and late at night she still calls my name.
She longed to see me grow to a woman, no one can know my motherís pain.
But my dear, dear family, Iím all around you. I hear you when you call my name.
Iím in the whispered breath of morning, the gentle touch of evening rain.