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DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL

I think about it everyday
When I was Daddy's little girl
How he'd tuck me in to sleep
With my hair all up in curls

Each morning, I'd awake
To another brand new day
Through my bedroom door I could hear
My Daddy's soft voice say

Rise and shine, sleepy head
Get up and face the day
You're not getting any younger
Time keeps passing us away

He'd tell me how these years
Were so easy and carefree
How I was so young then
It made no sense to me

Life was very simple
And I was so lucky to be
The special one in Daddy's heart
But I was to blind to see

How he tried to teach me
All, I would need to know
When I faced, that great big world out there
Grown-up and all alone

He sheltered me from cruelness
All those childhood years
I thought he was just unfair
I was young, I had no fears

Daddy was right, this I know
It seems now, he always was
Time is, passing us by
Just like the flight of a dove

This little girl, is all grown up
Now everything makes sense to me
And Daddy's little girl
Is someone I'm proud to be

Rise and shine sleepy head
Get up and face the day
You're not getting any younger
Time keeps passing us away.

Flo
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