Only two more days until your birthday,
yesterday was mine.
You'll be turning five.
I know what it's like
growing up without your father in your life.
So I pretend I'm doing all I can
and hope someday you'll find it in your heart
to understand why I'm not around
and forgive me for not being in your life.
I remember waiting for you to come.
Remember waiting for you to call.
Remember waiting there to find nothing at all.
Maybe someday you'll really get to know me
not just from letters read to you.
I pray I get the chance to make it up to you.
We've got a lot of catching up to do.
