Dad
There once was a dad, three sons by his side
He watched them all grow, full of love, full of pride
The brothers all fought and they played and they grew
And they did all the things that three brothers do
And life, it was perfect for the dad and those three
And I think we should know, one was you, one was me
There once was a dad, two sons by his side
Together they lost, they mourned, and they cried
But life kept on coming and the two boys they grew
The dad offered guidance and shared all he knew
Their story continued, they each played their part
But now they all carried a hole in their heart
For where there were four, now there were only three
And I think we should know, one was you, one was me
There once was a dad, one son by his side
The other had moved and the distance was wide
And life for the two it was turned inside out
Together they stood, full of fear, full of doubt
They fought and they struggled, souls battered and beat
But the dad, he would never allow their defeat
It seemed that their efforts were always in vain
Crushed by the loneliness, trapped by the pain
And neither one knew if they’d ever be free
And I think we should know, one was you, one was me
There once was a dad with no sons at all
The last left in anger and never would call
And so the two drifted, and both were alone
The son had abandoned all he had known
The dad, he was haunted by how thing once were
And how he had gotten here, he wasn’t quite sure
No fault could be placed, they were victims of life
Driven apart by the heartache and strife
So the dad kept his distance and watched his son learn
And kept hope that, one day, his son would return
And so, for the first time, they stood separately
And I think we should know, one was you one was me
There now stands a dad, two men at his side
And both look upon him with honor and pride
He hears what they say and he sees what they do
And watches as all he had hoped for comes true
He’s no longer alone, there will always be three
And I hope that you know, one is you one is me