SOMETHING LIKE DAD – EN

You were 9 when I first saw you, I had a feeling in my chest

That you and I would hit it off, That I could be my best

And I didn’t even know your name, ‘though you showed up at my door

And your mama, she didn’t have a clue

When you washed up at my shore

And the rest is history

Well I know I’m not your father and you may never call me that

But I’m the one to hold your hand, on who you can depend

I’ve seen your high and I’ve seen your low, and I know what makes you sad

I might never be your flesh and blood, But I’m something like dad

I can still remember everything, every single word you said

Our first tea and our first movie, when we played out in the back

Then you took me back to New York City

And showed me your old street, all those memories mean so much to me

Keep me standing on my feet

And the rest is history

Well I know your not my father, I may never call you that

But you’re the one to hold my hand, on who I can depend

You’ve seen my high and you’ve seen my low

and you know what makes me sad

You might never be my flesh and blood, but you’re much more than that

I’ll be there to catch you when you fall

when your world is spinning wild

when there’s no one else to call

Feel my hand it’s on your shoulder

Even now as you are getting older

I will always be right there

Well I know I’m not your father and you may never call me that

But I’m the one to hold your hand, the one who understands you

You’ve seen my high and you’ve seen my low

and you know what makes me sad

I might never be your flesh and blood

I might never be your flesh and blood

we’re much more than that

©WORDS & MUSIC by LANNY LANNER

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