I wish I could play a reel
And show you the footage that plays in my mind
That perfetly explains how I feel
Time after time
The film would star the pools "Stair Master"
And a happy man mowing the lawn
it would show me yelling "Faster!"
As you pushed my bike 'till I'm gone
You'd see Pretty Pretty Princess pieces,
and my football jersey hanging nearby
You'd see our TLC masterpieces,
Vinyl scraps and cardboard stacked a mile high
Softballs would whiz past your nose,
as you coached me to my first homerun
and you'd hear the saying that always goes,
"It's just the Snover curse, Hon"
A Rascal Flatts sound plays in the background,
As we eat our "flying fish"
Singing, laughing, and horsing around
Was simply my only wish
You'd see our hard times,
But you'd see the best ones too
You'd see yourself through my eyes,
And how much I truly love you.
Now that I'm older, Dad
Doesn't mean our story ends
I'll always be your daughter, Dad
and I'll always be your friend.