Held On Tight
Some are lucky to never experience the HURTS
that I had to endure I never got to be a child
I grew older and older after each argument
after each tear
I grew up nervous
I don't know if god did this one purpose
But I always felt like I was going to lose something
So I held on tight
You could cut the tension with a knife
It was basic instincts
I hoped my mom and dad would stick it out
for better or worse
Worse I guess took over
because before you knew it
my dad wasn't living with us anymore
Even as a young girl I knew what that was about
I had tried so hard to get them to stay
To work on their love
I was a true daddy's girl so of course I missed him
The day my mom forgave him and let him come home
I held him even tighter
than you'll ever know
I think I could feel him slipping away
Losing touch
changing wave links
Even though I tried to cuff him to my hands
I will never understand
The tighter I held him
The quicker god formulated a plan
Than I lost him
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