I know it's your fault they keep pestering me about my heart and her concerns
See I know you prayed for a man who can tuck me in his prayers at night
I know you asked God to send me a man who can tame my rebel ways
But daddy you were the last of a dying breed
This is a Lazarus of a man you prayed for me
Still they beckon my standards lowered
You went before a God who opened his palms at the sound of your knees before His throne
Were you aware that you were rare?
There aren't many men like you these days
But I am yet to see a man
Ask a weight to lower his value so he could be given a chance at it
But I have seen many a man
Do the work to get his weight up to get that weight up
They still missing the point daddy
Tell me . . .
Who is worthy to give me away now?
Who is my measure of a man without you here daddy?
These days don't feel the same without you here
Llike my umbrella was torn from these hands
These 5 year old hands
Misplaced on this woman's body
I was your late bloomer daddy
born to soon and I am still catching up
daddy these days they don't feel the same without you . . . here