tears

I paid first and last months rent
I wondered why Im even carrying that old bed of mine
It is not like I ever sleep
All I do is to think of her
And wonder how I am gonna make tings work
Coz I know as a dad Ive got a lot of responsibilites
Even though God gave this gift to the both of us
Somehow every other weekend is how it ended up

So when the telephone rings
I drop everything
Cause when all you got is that 8 oclock
Nite nite daddy miss you a lot
I stop in my tracks
And I try to act strong when she calls
And I thank God
she cant hear tears when they fall

Now its her Dr. Seuss and me
and shes learning how to read
And I cant see those pictures
but I can hear those pages turn
And her mum says it bath time
so she blows a kiss through the line
I dont know whats worse
saying goodbye or talking to her
Coz Im the one who should be there tucking her in the bed
But since her voice is all I have
Im thankful for what I get

so when the telephone rings
I drop everything
Coz when all you got is that 8 oclock
Nite nite daddy miss you a lot
I stop in my tracks
And I try to act strong when she calls
And I thank God she cant hear tears

If she knew I was crying
she might think its her fault
oh but thats just me missing her
Every time we talk
Every time we talk

So when the telephone rings
I drop everything
Coz when all you got is that 8 oclock
Nite nite daddy miss you a lot
I stop in my tracks
And I try to act strong when she calls
And I thank God she cant hear tears
when they fall