I came into the world, and reached for your strong hands,
My tiny fingers knew you, before I could understand.
Your hands proudly held me and smoothed my newborn hair.
They'd grow to love and tickle, and toss me in the air...
Your hands are my anchor, as I leave my childhood home.
Shake my hand and pat my back, as I live life on my own.
One day I'll have a child, and come to understand,
The power of the love, held im my Daddy's hands.
