why weren't you there when i grew up?
why weren't you there when i cried?
why weren't you there to hold me up?
why weren't you there when i cared?

now you are here, (hopefully) with answers?
you called, you wanted to talk
dare i answer the phone?
should i answer your plea?

what i want to know is,
why are you suddenly so interested
in little [not so much anymore] me?

what, after all these years,
made you remember your first daughter,
remember that i am here?