He was sittin’ in the corner
He was tryin’ not to cry
He held his daddy’s picture in one hand
A tear filling his eye
Memories flashed before him
Thoughts of another time
Sleepless summer nights and winters before a fire
He was always the star in his daddy’s eye.
Now he’s gone, he’s not coming back,
The little boy just wants his daddy back.
He glares at the sky, screaming in pain,
Tears fill his face, and as the clouds part he cries:
God why?
Why did my daddy have to die?
He was a loving man, he really was!
He taught me right, I haven’t gone wrong!
The boy continued through life, never understanding why.
He missed his dad and the time they spent.
Lessons he never learned.
