Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure
I was loved
If I could get another chance
Another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me, yeah, yeah
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he
Would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance
One final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
'Cause I'd love, love, love to dance with my father
again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear her, mama cryin' for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm prayin' for much too much
But could You send back the only man she loved
I know You don't do it usually
But Lord, she's dyin' to dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep
And this is all I ever dream
i miss daddy...i really envy all of you who still have your daddys to come home to, to call everyweek and tell him all your problems,to spend all the money you have for the most meaningful gift for him on Father's Day, to call him and wish him Happy Birthday, and simply just to have him with you, in the same world, same dimension.I could just kill all the daddys in this world so that all of us would be equal.So that all of us will have one common thing to mourn.And so that all of us would understand each other...but no, that'd be too cruel.Don't get me wrong, i'm not wishing for the deaths of your fathers...No no no..
He was the most sentimental person one would ever meet.I knew this, and I'd always touch his heart and make him cry...I dont know why..there's just something in seeing your daddy cry in front of you..knowing that he really2 loves you...I'd call him from the hostel and sing a song and that's all it takes to make him cry.One simple card for father's day and he'd cry a river.9As for SPM and he was speechless on the phone...he'd cry for all the simplest thing i did for him...And now years after he's gone i've been crying every now and then because of him...i'm a daddy's girl..
But I still have my mom, and that's a reason for me to cheer up, and to be grateful.I still have a mother to take care of me, to love me, and to keep on giving me hopes...I love my Mak..if it's not for her, i wouldnt have made it this far...
I dont know why I'm writing this.I just want my daddy with me.That's the only thing i have in my wishlist...
I miss my daddy!!!!
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