Roma Songtext
von EP’s Trailer Park

At the sugar mill you grew up here
What you thought was love was fair
And you were raised with cries
You learned not to break the ice
Your grandma in a rocking chair
A little boy just standing there
You believed it was your mother′s arms
You were lied to from the start

You met your father on Christmas Eve
In the basement where no one could see
He was dressed up just like Santa Claus
But after that he never called


You got a job working for the state
Playing cards on the coffee breaks
On the weekends where did you go
Leaving us on our own
Leaving us on our own

You taught me skating at the hockey rink
You said to me I know what you think
It's not like that you don′t understand
Your mom and me were still making plans

You moved away to a far place
From twelve to twenty I forgot your face
You became like a distant star
But I received all your Christmas cards
All your Christmas cards

You remarried and you changed your ways
But with a guilt still on your face
They say I look a lot like you
The nose, the eyes, the laughing too
The factory they shut it down
And the ice rink on the edge of town


I keep a picture in my pocket still
Of you and me standing at the sugar mill