I sat through the hour long mass, and as soon as we needed to stand

I got up, reached for my dad’s itchy blazer, wanting to hold his hand

Oh no he was too quick and the crowd started to rise

I lost him in the millions of fancy shoes; I started to cry

I looked up at the arched cathedral and noticed the lights

How they would change colors if I stared hard, they became bright

All the sudden I was pushed and shoved and scattered about

I was caught in the middle of the crowd, wanting to get out

I saw the doors finally and rushed between and around the legs

A familiar itchy blazer appeared, “Please, be my dad.” I begged

Is it my dad? Oh he's turning around!

I went up and hugged him, but I didn't recognize his sound...

THIS WASN’T MY FATHER; it was some other guy!

I cried once again and felt as if I had died

I stormed down the stairs, then to a place I felt safe

On the playground with my best friend Kate

We played and we laughed and went down the slide

Then a familiar itchy blazer came walking by, “Sweetie it's time for the ride.”

I was relieved to see my dad and said goodbye to Kate

And told her next time we should have a play date

I grabbed my dad’s hand while crossing the parking lot

I knew we'd soon be at brunch at my favorite restaurant.