Rob Berretta

Frank and Ava's Child

04:49
ROB BERRETTA

Lyrics

My mother had a wild side, and no one dared to rein her in

Her appetites were not denied, and this became her greatest sin

She carried me and wanted love, but stakes were high and life was rough

 

My father wouldn’t dare admit, his pride was strong and patience thin

But soon their love would dry and split, and then he would be off again

It wasn’t hard for them to see that nothing good would come of me

 

But I was Frank and Ava’s child, the fruit of love irreconciled

I had the looks, I had the voice, but it wasn’t me to make the choice

No it wasn’t me to make the choice

 

She left Africa for England’s shore, a break from shooting in disguise

Did she leave me there forever more in one last act of compromise?

Or was she so through with Frank by then that this is how she thought to win?

 

I don’t know which one declared creation had to be reversed

Or if they would have better fared if I’d have touched their lives uncursed

And what life lay in store for me but second-class celebrity?

 

But I was Frank and Ava’s child, the fruit of love irreconciled

I had the looks, I had the voice, but it wasn’t me to make the choice

No it wasn’t me to make the choice

 

Beauty is a rarer thing when it comes with stability

They stand like gods, in praise we sing, but these gifts seldom come for free

And me I carry on a shade, this legend who was never made

 

But I was Frank and Ava’s child, the fruit of love irreconciled

I had the looks, I had the voice, but it wasn’t me to make the choice

And it wasn’t you to make the choice

 

My mother had a wild side

© 2004 Robert Berretta