And this memory got me thinking bout you all the time
Woah, I swear we miss you so
And I wish that you was here to see your boys grow
And days are wondering, mommy she's doing fine
Can't you tell me stories bout you papa all the time
So when I'm down and out, lonely or just feeling blue
All I do that I daddy's think of you
The thoughts alone erase my fears and dries my tears