Way Back Again, Part 2

Daddy’s dead My mother rushed in to tell me to get it over with I sit thinking about how I never knew the man My dad was not a God But he wanted to love me good I wonder why I had to lose him at such a young age I cried in the night Looking back on the things we never did Way back then Way back again But his funeral wasn't so sad Everyone was pleased to know the man And I smiled as they smiled And laughed along too We celebrated his will and his whimsy He never hurt someone intentionally But things that were so nice Will stay alive And when I look way back again When I really get down to it It’s like I’m beginning to breathe again I laugh in the night Hoping my kids can love me too And hoping my friends Can think of me great to the bittersweet end If then I think my life Was so great, I wouldn't have to think twice