My 8 year old comes to me
Asks me if we can go swing
My son I wish I could
You know how much daddy would love to play with you
I sit back in disappointment and wish work could stop
They got me running around the clock
He comes to me again
Says daddy can you go fishing with me
I wish I could but mom has me busy today
I see him walk out in disappointment
I get a tear in my eye
I can feel him cry inside
He comes to me again
Daddy can you play ball with me
I said let me look at what I have today
I find excuses and excuses
Today I am not free
I pray silently to god to make me busy
Can you go see if your brother is free
He walks away with his head down
He asks where is my brother at
He is across the street at pats
I can see his heart break
My mind falling apart
I am an adult
He does not realize an adult is hard
Maybe when he grows up he will see
His brother runs in and tells he has been hit by a car
I run outside and my son is dying in the yard
I yell up to god what have you done
He says i tried to save him but you said you wanted to be busy
You were to save him in his time of need
