Do you believe in happy endings,
Or the mendings of human hearts,
Oh I believe in both I'm certain,
Because these curtains are state of the art.
If you'd occasionally,
Happen to spy on me,
You'd think I'm having one sided conversations.
But I hear him talking back,
You'd think I may even lack,
But maybe I can't let go.
And so I'll say
I finally wrote this song for you dad,
Sorry that this one came out so sad,
Every tear I had,
Was shed for that man who gave me a better sense,
Of life and morals to motivate,
There's no shortcuts to success I'll wait,
For his guiding hands,
My guardian angel until the very end.
There's a cold seat on the couch where I remember,
That just four years ago around December,
You sat right there and held me next to you so close,
How I long for things to be restored,
To back when times weren't quite this hard,
In the car that song you sang to me never rang so loud before.
Oh what I'd give,
For just another hug from you,
You may be gone,
But love will never die.
Bridge: (when snare kicks in, more staccato strings)
Tears can't run dry,
When I start to cry,
When I hear people speak of how you'd be so proud of me,
And how I hope this song will reach your ears,
I've battled all my darkest fears,
I once was blind, but now it's clear,
Wherever I go I know that you'll be near.
(possible counter melody lyrics)
A cold side on a queen sized bed,
A baseball glove kept in the shed,
With all these feelings left unsaid,
We miss you dad,
And now I know how the puzzle fits together,
Even if the image stains my memory forever.
He is a part of me,
A father he will always be,
Only a fool would solely see the dark side of this.