Tears

I paid first and last month's rent, I wondered why I even carried in that old bed of mine

Cause 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've got a lot of responsibilities

And even though God gave this gift to the both of us

Some how every other weekend is how it ended up

So when the telephone rings, I drop everything

Cause when all you got is that 8 o'clock, nite nite daddy miss you a lot

I stop in my tracks, and 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 shes learning how to read

And I cant see the pictures, but I can hear those pages turn

And her momma says it bath time, so she blows a kiss through the line

I don't know whats worse saying goodbye, or talking to her

Cause im the one who should be there tucking her in the bed

But since her voice is all I have im thankful for what I get

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

"Bye daddy" "Bye baby, I'll talk to you soon alright?" "alright" "I love you" "I love you too."