A Father's Cry To God
I sit alone here everyday and night
Thinking of my daughter you took away
She was my heart, she was my soul
She was the thing that made me whole
I have no hope, I have no faith
I have no energy
She was the only pride and joy
That rose inside of me
And now there's just an empty space
Where laughter used to dwell
My heart has got no purpose now
It is just an empty shell
As I look at children play at places
I think about my daughter; my greatest loss
Sometimes I wonder where she is
Does she think about a dad she'll never see?
My days are filled with anger and nights with pains
How I face each day without her
Her toys are strewn about the floor
Her bed is empty now
There's nothing left for me but memories
Of the times we had when she was here
I hear her voice inside my head calling to me
And when I close my eyes, her face is all I see
Deep down in my heart, I think
Why will God take a love that
Cannot disappear and will not hide?
A father's cry to God to awaken his daughter.
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