Dad passed in the late Summer of 1989, and it was certainly
one of the most profound losses I've ever felt. So much of
my grief springs from knowing I never showed him enough.

Dad, where are you now? Are you listening? Can you hear?
Where have you gone? Far away, or somewhere near?

Dad, I miss you; picked up the phone yesterday
I almost called you, then I remembered, and had to pray

    This isn't easy but I'm dealing
    And I've got friends to help me through
    I can't keep track of all I'm feeling
    And you're in ev'rything I do...

Dad, I'm doin' fine; I got a raise yesterday
You'd be so proud - I'm learnin' how to make my way

Dad, I wish you could meet the girl who married me
You would adore her - why does it have to be this way?

    This has been hard but I've been coping
    And Sharon helps me get on by
    Caught between despair and hoping
    You might see the tears I cry...

        You were my father, you were my friend
        You were my hero 'til the end
        I only wish I could have said good-bye, Dad
        If I'd been close enough to you, Dad
        If I did all I meant to do, Dad
        If I had only said I love you...