I looked at the casket as they sat him in the ground
Of all my hopes and dreams,
my dad would never be around.
"Mommy?" I asked, tears burning in my eyes.
"Why did they kill him? Why did he have to die?"
She looked down at me and squeezed my hand tight
"Sweety, I don't know, but we're gonna' be alright."
They covered the box in dirt, and we sat flowers on daddy's grave
I thought for sure I'd break down,
But I couldn't bear to say, "Mommy, why'd he have to go?
He meant everything to me and you. And though I'll always know,
he loves me, what did he do to deserve this?"
But I held it in; I held it back
I couldn't bring myself to even ask...
Oh, daddy, do they have a phone up in heaven?
I'll call you every night,
Just to hear your voice- you can tuck me in real tight
Than it'll be the way it used to be
Daddy I love you, do you love me?
Mommy pulled me in her arms,
she promised me we'd see you again
Daddy, I can't wait
to go to heaven than...