

He wore the same old jacket
through the midnight rain
Packed her lunch at dawn,
then caught the bus again
Hands rough from the factory,
eyes fighting sleep
But he smiled at her backpack like a promise
he
could keep
Every bill he folded small
Every morning standing tall
Was building up a road he might
never walk
Sacrifice became her future
Love became the light she carried through
All the years he gave in silence
Rose up when she walked into view
Oh, father, look what your tired hands made true (ooh)
Years turned like pages under fluorescent halls
She learned to heal strangers,
he still made the calls
Then she crossed that stage
in a white coat glow
And he reached for a picture
only fathers
hold
He said,
this was the first day I knew
Those sleepless nights would carry you
She held him close beside the crowd
While his proud tears kept
falling down
Sacrifice became her future
Love became the light she carried through
All the years he gave in silence Rose up when she walked
into view Now the child he raised is healing lives anew
And his tired hands made every dream come true (oh-oh)
He folded
the picture
She held on tighter
Worth it all