(Lou Dalgleish)

The day my daddy had to go
I told him that I loved him so
Not something that he didn’t know
but still, I told him so

I lost the kindest man I knew
I felt the last breath that he drew
Now he’s in everything I do
I lost the kindest man I knew

I’m holding ashes and flowers and dust
Give me three wishes, this is my first,
That you’ll come back here, for a few hours
Because I guess you couldn’t stay
But hold my daughter’s hand once more
Before you go away.

The day my mother had to go
I held her and I thanked her so
Her skin was still as pure as snow
That day, she had to go.

I lost the girl who chose my name
No words now for the pain
Is there a God who can explain
Why we all lost that girl, Elaine

I’m holding ashes, and flowers, and dust
Give me three wishes, this is my first
That you’d come back here for a few hours
Because I guess you couldn’t stay
and hold my daughter’s hand once more
before you go away.

Wish two, is seeing you at the christmas table once again
Wish three, is you and me, out walking, and talking

I’m holding ashes, and flowers and dust.
Give me three wishes, this is my first,
That you’d come back here for a few hours
Because I guess you couldn’t stay
And hold my daughters hand once more
Hold my daughter’s hand once more
Hold our daughter’s hand once
Before you go away.