the roughness of his hands
sawdust in his hair
the sweetness of his heart
hurt me, he wouldn't dare

my father is my safety
my first love and best friend
his sacrifices are never-ending
my wounds he will mend

driving in the empty road
underneath the little green tree
in his strong open arms
he is the only one who accepts me

and on the day when I find the one
that man better know he will always be my number 2
it is my dad who set the bar high
and made sure he led me to the right you.

dad someday,  I hope to find someone who loves me like you do