We carried you in our arms
  On Independence Day
  And now you'd throw us all aside
  And put us on our way
  Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun
  Would treat a father so
  To wait upon him hand and foot
  And always tell him "No?"
  Tears of rage, tears of grief
  Why am I the one who must be the thief ?
  Come to me now, you know
  We're so alone
  And life is brief.
    We pointed out the way to go
  And scratched your name in sand
  Though you just thought that it was nothing more
  Than a place for you to stand
  Now I want you to know that while you watched
  You discover there was no one true
  Must everybody really thought
  It was a childish thing to do
  Tears of rage, tears of grief
  Why am I the one who must be the thief ?
  Come to me now, you know
  We're so alone
  And life is brief.
    It was all very painless
  When you went out to receive
  All that false instruction
  Which we never could believe
  And now the heart is filled with gold
  As if it was a purse
  But oh, what kind of love is this
  Which goes from bad to worse ?
  Tears of rage, tears of grief
  Why am I the one who must be the thief ?
  Come to me now, you know
  We're so alone
  And life is brief.