Oh Lord please take this guilt away Tell my son and daughter Haven't heard me pray like this in years I'm treading water Refrigerator hums a tune Gutter drips, keeping time A siren wails out in the darkness All these things remind me I'm alone Microwave a meal for one Pour myself a glass of wine Conversation is one-sided Telling me I'm fine Oh Lord please take this guilt away Tell my son and daughter Haven't heard me pray like this in years I'm treading water A ticking clock chases silence From the cold white walls of my bedroom A cricket sings out by the moonlight As I wait for sleep to steal my gloom Oh Lord please take this guilt away Tell my son and daughter Haven't heard me pray like this in years I'm treading water Plates piled up on the counter Odd socks lying on the floor Left me with that feeling On a Friday night walking out the door Oh Lord please take this guilt away Tell my son and daughter Haven't heard me pray like this in years I'm treading water Is it OK if I feel this way Just a part-time Father In a room alone filled with tears I'm treading water I'm treading water I'm treading water In a room alone filled with tears I'm treading water