Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Adam Richard Tucker
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
My son, but not my son
This little life begun
Oh child within my arms
You've made the darkness shine
I find I can't explain
How love feels so like pain
And bonds more strong than blood
Have tied your life to mine
And I will raise you as my own
Though I belong to you
The maker in the hands of the made
And I will teach you all I know
Though I should learn from you
The potter in the hands of the clay
I find it hard to see
Why choose a man like me
I'm rough and not a saint
How can you be my son
But I will do my best
For I am truly blessed
And I will play my part
And do what must be done
And I will raise you as my own
Though I belong to you
The maker in the hands of the made
I will teach you all I know
Though I should learn from you
The potter in the hands of the clay
And though I fear for you
You'll do what you must do
You'll tread a lonely path
You'll be the Father's son
Written by: Adam Richard Tucker