Paid first and last month's rent,
I don't know why I even carried in this old bed of mines
Its not like I ever sleep
All I do is think of her, and wonder how im gonna make things work
Cause I know as a dad I got a lot of responsibility
Even tho God gave this gift to the both of us
Some how every other weekend is how it ended up
[chorus]
When the telephone rings, I drop everything
Cause when all u got is that 8 o'clock, nite nite dad I miss you a lot
I stop in my tracks, I try to act strong when she calls
And I thank God she cant hear tears...when they fall
Now its her Dr. Seuss and me and shes learning how to read
And I cant see those pictures, but I can hear those pages turn
And her mother says it bath time, as she blows a kiss through the line
I don't kno whats worse saying goodbye, or talking to her
Cause im the one that should be there tucking her in the bed
But since her voice is all I have im thankful for what I get
[repeat chorus]
If she knew I was crying she might think its her fault,
oh but that's just me missing her
Every time we talk....every time we talk
[repeat chorus]
compositores: BRYCE P. WILSON,MAKEDA DAVIS
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