It hurts every time I dream of you,
everytime I see a picture of you,
and everytime I hear your voice over a video.
When I see you, I can't help but think,
that it wasn't fair to take you away.
I wish you were here,
every single day.
I wish the pain would go away.
I wish your memory,
would stop fading away.
I wish......
I pray to see you when I sleep,
just so I know you are there.
I pray to hear you tell me,
that you love me and miss me too.
Then I can hug you and I won't cry.
I pray to wake up everyday,
and have you there,
like it was all a terrible nightmare.
I pray....
I want my daddy back,
even just for a day.
So I could hug him,
tell him I love him,
and spend the day like everything is normal,
and like he never left in the first place.
I want......
Daddy, come home!
I scream this to the night.
I need you here!
I wish you could hug me tight.
I miss you!
I cry and fall to my knees.
Because I know that you will never answer me.
I hug myself tight and let the tears splash to the ground.
While inside, I'm fighting not to break down.
Do you still watch over me?
I wonder this every passing hour.
Do you see the pain that I hide?
When I really want to just break and cry.....
I lost more than my daddy that day.....
I lost my best friend, the only person I could ever talk to,
I lost my hero, the only person I ever looked up to.
I lost you, daddy, and everything you were to me....
and I hope you can forgive me....
for not being there that day....
so that I could have stopped you....
and you could have stayed.....
Maybe if I had been there....
You could have been saved....
