BARMACY - Still Your Dad (Official Lyric Video) | Sobriety & Second Chances Ballad
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BARMACY - Still Your Dad (Official Lyric Video) | Sobriety & Second Chances Ballad
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Still Your Dad by BARMACY. Official lyric video.
An emotional ballad about a father, six years sober, trying to find his way back to the child he let down. He drives past the house on Sundays and never knocks, carrying a sobriety coin in his pocket and hoping that one day he can show it. On a rainy night he finally parks across the street, turns the coin over in his hand and waits, until the porch light comes on and the front door opens, spilling warm light onto the wet path.
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LYRICS
[Verse 1]
Six years sober, come the spring,
I've got a coin to prove it's true,
Kept it in my pocket,
Thinking one day I'd show you.
I drive past your house on Sundays,
See your car, your kitchen light,
I never knock, I never stop,
I just say your name and drive.
[Chorus]
And I know, I know, I was never there,
I was a shadow in the doorway, an empty chair,
But I'm here now, son, I'm standing in the rain,
Is there any way back to you,
Or have I lost you to my name?
[Verse 2]
I sent a card for your birthday,
It came back with "Return",
In your handwriting, so like mine,
Some things you never learn.
I remember the school play,
When I came in late and loud,
I saw your face go red with shame,
Up there in front of the crowd.
[Chorus]
And I know, I know, I was never there,
I was a shadow in the doorway, an empty chair,
But I'm here now, son, I'm standing in the rain,
Is there any way back to you,
Or have I lost you to my name?
[Bridge]
I'm not asking you to forget,
I'm not asking you to say it's fine,
Just let me sit across from you,
Just one time, just one time.
I'm still your dad,
I'm still your dad.
[Outro]
And I know, I know, you don't owe me a thing,
But I'll keep this coin in my pocket,
Till the day you let me in.
The door's not locked on my side, son,
It never will be.