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Anger, Sadness, and Fear
I am always alone
You are never here
Holding tight to the phone
If I am lucky you will get time to call
I know this is something you must do
Slowly the tears begin to fall
I ask myself, Why must I love you
As a little girl my daddy would go
Eighteen wheels always calling his name
Sitting at the end of the driveway all alone
It wasn't his fault, he wasn't to blame
Daddy was doing what he had to do
Sitting in that truck day in and day out
When I was small I had no clue
Now I know what it's all about
Never would I be with a man that left
That was the promise I made
Now I can laugh at myself
And the anger begins to fade
For a girl will marry a man like her dad
It was you I picked for that reason
Loving you will drive me mad
But I will stand by you season to season
There are eighteen wheels calling your name
And I know you're not to blame
I will spend the rest of my life happy and glad
Because I was lucky enough to find a man like my dad.
©2005 Amanda B.
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