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He always called her daddy's little girl |
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She was four years old |
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Waiting by the door to run into his arms |
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Each time that he came home |
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And every night he tucked her in and read to her in bed |
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When she'd fall asleep he'd close his eyes and gently bow his head[Chorus] |
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But she was watching |
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Her daddy praying |
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And thought someday |
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I wanna be like that |
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She was watchin what he was saying |
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And the way he bowed his head |
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And though she can't recall the prayer |
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She was watching |
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Late one evening he was coming home from work |
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He called to say he'd lost his job |
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And after dinner they excused their baby girl |
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She knew they had to talk |
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But from inside her bedroom |
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She could hear them down the hall |
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They were dancing in the kitchen as momma sang his favorite |
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Song[Chorus] |
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She was watching |
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As they were dancing |
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And thought someday |
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I wanna be like that |
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She was watching |
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Her momma singing |
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As they were dancing hand in hand |
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And though she can't recall the song |
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She was watching |
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Faith can't be taught |
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It's just something that is caught along the way |
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No faith is never taught |
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It's just something that they catch from watching you along the way |
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He always called her daddy's little girl |
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But now she's twenty-three |
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He walks her down the aisle to give away his world |
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Oh but he can hardly speak |
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And when he kisses her goodbye he tries to hold it in |
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But as he turns away she pulls him close and whispers in his ear |
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I was watching |
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And I've been waiting |
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And finally found someone just like you |
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I was watching |
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My whole life praying |
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For God to see it through |
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And as he kissed her one last time |
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He said a prayer and closed his eyes |
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And she was watching |
