born to a military father
who was hardly around
i never got to be a daddy's girl
the weekends were nice
but never enough
a little girl needed her father
but he was too busy
playing doctor
mama was working
to make ends meet
while daddy had it easy
i know i broke his heart
when i called another daddy
i went through hell
with three of my father's
then mama had to go away
but it wasn't her fault
it was her time to go
your suppose to help me stand
not knock me down on my ass
when i needed you that day
right after mommy passed away
a father is suppose to love his children
not toss them out in a storm
I'm trying to forgive you
I'm trying to understand
I'm trying to move forward
let's forget the damage
let's move on together