Two years ago, on Father's Day, would be the last time I speak with my Grandpa. All I have now is fond memories and the photograph that sits on my desk. Happy Father's Day, Grandpa... rest in peace. Once again, I’m just staring at your photograph
I’m just praying and I’m hoping that you’re coming back
Once again, I’m just praying that this photo last
I’m just praying and I’m hoping you ain’t holding back
Your laugh filled the whole room
Now you’re gone, there’s an empty space
And it all happened too soon
You just never know the time and place
And I get it, but I don’t think you understand
I need you now, did you make it to the Promised Land
What’s God like, are you clothed in a white robe?
If you hear me, can you put me on the right road?
Fathers Day was the last time
Missing you and the past times
Damn, why I didn’t call more
Death is uncalled for
Once again, I’m just staring at your photograph
I’m just praying and I’m hoping that you’re coming back
Once again, I’m just praying that this photo last
I’m just praying and I’m hoping you ain’t holding back
Your words moved the whole church
Now you’re gone, there’s an empty pew
And it all happened so fast
A broken puzzle, I’m just missing you
But God willing
I’m hoping that you’re proud of me
My biggest fan
You never ever doubted me
You saw me in my cap and gown
I just wonder how you living now
I pray that I am living right
I pray you still see me now
You and grandmother in a box
Damn, that’s sort of like a photograph
Once again, I’m just staring at your photograph
I’m just praying and I’m hoping that you’re coming back
Once again, I’m just praying that this photo last
I’m just praying and I’m hoping you ain’t holding back (x2)
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