My father use to tell me
That he would always be there for me
He was wrong
He lied
He awoke me in the middle of the night
Telling me to hide
I'll always remember that sight
Him lying there as I cried
He told me he loved me
And then he died
I stayed there until my mother came
And she, "Why?"-d
I remember his eyes
They were just like mine
They were so wise
And benign
I remember his laugh
It was so contagious
We would all start to laugh
And in the end we would be breathless
But the fist thing I always remember
Is his tortured face
Scared for me
Wanting me to hide
I still have nightmares
In the dead of the night
I want it back
I want it right
He was taken from me
Ten years ago
And tonight
On my heritage
Of my birthright
All I think is,
I want my Daddy back tonight