I have no choice, but follow your steps
As a walking dad, numb in all senses
Eyeing your face and your moves
Paying extra attention to potential dangers
In our house, in the park, in the supermarket, everywhere
When you make me angry, you say I am like a zombie
Yes, I am a walking dead with no tired foot
Behind you each day and each night
Before you grow up and step away
As a human being called adult