When I was little,
You always tucked me into bed with butterfly kisses
And whispered that you loved me,
But what do you know of love?
I know I haven't always been there, but neither have you
It's been years since I've heard your voice.
It's been years since you drove me away.
Growing up with out a father isn't so easy.
I used to dream about you.
About the time I walked up to you and
Twirled around to show you my princess dress.
You picked me up, put me on on your tippy toes,
and we danced across the living room for hours.
You told me I was your Cinderella girl.
Do you remember that?
I used you dream about you.
About the times we could have had.
Would you have taken me to get ice cream everytime I skinned my knees
When I fell off my bike because you knew it would make me feel better?
Would you have stuck all my art work on the refrigerator for the world to see?
Would you have held me in your arms when everyone else shut me out?
Would you be proud of me?
I used to dream about you.