My smile used to be all that she would need
My strong hand to hold to help her succeed
She wanted to be a princess with a pink pirate ship
And I was there right with her up until I got that itch
It’s this itch that I can’t seem to control
It wants my attention and it knocks at my soul
When it starts, this itch gets deep down in my spine
I have to answer it, because it controls my mind
I try to smile at my princess while waving goodbye
She smiles back while trying not to cry
I make her promises that I fully intend to keep
I just have to make one stop every day of the week
If I could just stop this tingling then maybe she would see
That she is truly the most important person to me
I hope my love shows when I have to tell her goodbye
I hope she knows that Dads really do cry
