Son Of Three

Oh I was the son of three
In all did i want or did I need
In awe it was the honest one
But it won’t just look at what it’s done
What it’s done
What it’s done
What it’s done
What it’s done

So what’s it worth?
So what’s it worth?
Now what’s it worth?
To you, to me
For us to see?

And all the lights flick on and off
With all the pride of which were sworn
And all our dreams we must repent
They watch the time and how it’s spent
How it’s spent
How it’s spent
How it’s spent
How it’s spent

So what’s it worth?
So what’s it worth?
Yeah what’s it worth?
When you’re spent
I hear you and you’re spent