| If you were here | |
| I know that you would | |
| Truly be amazed | |
| At what's become of what you made | |
| If you were here | |
| You would know how I treasured every day | |
| How every single word you spoke | |
| Echo's in me like a memory of hope | |
| When you were here | |
| You could not feel the value that I placed | |
| One every look that crossed your face | |
| When you were here | |
| I did not know just how I had embraced | |
| All that you hid behind your face | |
| Could not hide from me | |
| 'Cause it hid in me too | |
| Father: | |
| Hello tiger, it's fun, talking with you. like this--in fact I'm going to do it more often | |
| Now that I'm here I hear you and wonder if maybe you can hear yourself | |
| Ringing in me now that your somewhere else. | |
| Father: | |
| I miss you a lot | |
| 'Cause I hear your strange music gentle and true | |
| Father: | |
| But I'm so proud of everything you do there | |
| Singing inside me with the best parts of you | |
| Father: | |
| Next time I see you you'll proudly sing it back to me | |
| Now that I'm here | |
| I love you... | |
| Daughter: | |
| It's okay you can go now |