DADDY'S
HEART
Daddy was due home on Christmas eve, He'd been working away
for a while,
But as I woke on the 23rd, I just couldn't raise a smile,
For I dreamt that night that his plane went down, Just a mile
from leaving the ground,
And although they'd found about everyone, My Daddy hadn't
been found.
My Mama asked me what was wrong, Why it looked like that I
could cry,
And when I told her about my dream, She said that dreams often
lie,
She told me that I shouldn't worry now, He'd be home tomorrow
for sure,
But every second that passed that day, I worried a little
bit more.
That night I prayed to the stars above, And anyone listening
to me,
To help me touch my Daddy's heart, And help to make him see,
That he should catch the train back home, Or wait for another
flight,
For, although my Mama thought it wrong, I knew that I was
right.
Next morning we stood in the airport lounge, As the news came
filtering through,
The thing that I was dreading most, Was suddenly all to true,
The plane had taken off on time, And crashed just a mile away,
Although they hoped that all had survived, At that time it
was to hard to say.
Last night I prayed to the stars above, And anyone listening
to me,
To help me touch my Daddy's heart, And help to make him see,
That he should catch the train back home, Or wait for another
flight,
For, although my Mama thought it wrong, It looked like I was
right.
Then the news came over that all were safe, Except one man
not yet found,
They feared the worst as the plane had split, By his seat
as it hit the ground,
My Mama shook her head real hard, And cried "he can't
leave us alone",
When a name came over the tanoy, Asking me to pick up a phone.
Then
my Daddy told me,
Last
night I watched the stars above, And could have swore that
I heard you,
I felt you as you touched my heart, And what I heard I knew
was true,
And although I wanted to be home soon, I waited for another
flight,
Your love had reached me across the miles, So I'll be with
you tonight.
©
Wayne Gardner - 25 December 1998
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