as i sit at night
in the dark room
i listen to her breath
and i wonder
i wonder why....
why god gave her to me
i wonder how....
how im supposed to take care of her
i wonder what if....
what if i cant do it
i wonder
i wonder and i cry
cause ill never be good enough
cause ill never be able to give her all she deserves
cause ill never be able to tell her why she doesnt have a dad like all the other kids do
cause no matter how hard i try i cant stop being scared