Where is that big, strong man
that is supposed to help mommy
A man like the one that lives with Connie
She is so lucky to have him around
even though he works out of town
I wish I had one to make me laugh
although he is not funny
I would take quality time
over any amount of money
Where is that big, strong man
to tell me I am beautiful and tuck me in at night
You know the one that loves me with all his might
And teaches me to ride a bike
The man that does his part,
even though he and mom are not together
And what he would do for me...
There is no measure
Knowing he will always be there for me...
The feeling couldn't be better
But I guess,
for now
I have to look up to the one that comes to pick up Maddie
Until mine
Hears me
Calling Daddy
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