Daddy's Little Girl

I never got to run to you and yell 'Daddy's home',
Instead I got home myself and walked in alone.
I'll never know that elation.

We never had those face to face chats,
Instead with my phone to my ear I sat,
Always wondering why it was so awkward.

And always too hurried to say goodbye,
I never stopped to ask or wonder why,
Because there wouldn't have been an answer.

I'll never know what it's like to be held by you,
The history and experiences too few,
I can only dream.

I wish, under your arm I could curl,
Despite everything I'm still daddy's little girl,
It's not too late to start now.