All these intervention shows say
Sticking to your bottom line forces change.

I gave you a bottom line...
Everything stayed the same.

I’ve seen the seasons shift,
One to the next
For two long years.

I’m still waiting for the day
I find you here,
Ready for help
Or already healed.

I didn’t ask you for the moon or the stars
Like most little girls ask of their hero-daddy.

I only pleaded that you get treatment
For your pain, your addiction, your disease.
But once again, you chose your pride over me.

Two years I’ve waited,
And I’ll wait two more
Because I’ll always love you.
No matter how often
You hurt me to the core.