You picked up the phone
cold and agitated.
I could tell by the way you said my name
that you weren't the same littel girl
and maybe thats what i was afraid of all these years
i was away to long and now i don't know who you are
i've heard that you've grown up so much
and maybe its time i grew a little to
so i picked up the phone because I just wanted to say "hello"
part of me thought that little girl would be excited to hear her father
but all i heard was pain from a young woman
you asked me where i've been
but maybe i'm a little to ashamed
the only thing i cna muster out is i'm sorry
i've lost you once and i don't want to lose you again