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