Chino Xl - Father's Day текст песни

Father's Day / Chino Xl[Chino XL]Yeah; question, why are we on the fourth floor?I asked her mother but we both are unsure yetThis is where the doctor said that we should goHoldin my child, she's 10 months old - the hospital was so coldDefinitely ruinin all our holiday plans of beach sandsFillin out some bland paperwork with shaky hands (lost)Seein little children stricken with a certain sicknessClutch my baby a little tighter, reflect of nervous feelingsA whole hour passed, we startin to lose patienceHumbled by the thoughts of patients lost in this situation (what's goin on?)Here comes a nurse, not knowin that we should fear the worstSee the doctor's mouth movin, couldn't even hear the wordsThis isn't happenin to you, I'm like SupermanAnd I could protect you from anything, I was really scared (serious)I realized what I heard but not prepared forThe sentence that the doctor said, "Your daughter has cancer"[Chorus: Chino XL]I will take my life right nowIf you would save my childI'd change my life for hersThis is my solemn vow (I swear)No more chemo in her veinsAnd no more screams of pain (I pray)This is a father's shamethat I can't save you from everything[Chino XL]Okay, I gotta man upIt hit me so hard that I could barely stand up (my world stopped)Then the flowers and balloons and the cards camePrayers many hours, knees bruised all in God's name (hurt so much)If only my feeble handscould remove this neuroblastoma tumor from your adrenal glands (helpless)Why you? Why now? It

didn't feel fairYour grandma shed tears, you lost your hairIt's unbelievable little Bella was that strongAnd inconceivable we lived in the hospital that long (forever)Protectin your immune system from contaminantsYou had to wear a medical mask, can't give my kid a kiss (imagine)I learned to envision your face growin gettin olderEnvisioned you drivin your first car and gettin your diplomaEnvisioned your wedding, your husband better be a soldierA little girl sick like you died two rows over (Eva)[Chorus][Chino XL]Chemotherapy made Christmas hard to processI fed the family faith hopin it'd make their fears starve to deathYour momma's tough, prayed to Saint Jude's that it's a bad dreamBut couldn't be, I'm speakin to doctor and not Epstein (reality)I remember the cries, remember the mealsfed through tubes, pullin the red wagon the sound of the plastic wheelsKind of a metaphor for pullin through this ordealI pray my enemies never even have to know how this feels (hurts)But forget our feelings, doesn't matter, you're the one sufferinYou couldn't speak a lot yet but it's like your eyes was sayin"Daddy, if it's an obstacle and price I gotta payfor a long great life then we'll make it through okay"The day of your final surgery I still live in that momentThe teddy bear you were holdin, I still own itI watched the doors closin - February 2, 2004My little girl is cured...[Interlude]Hi Daddy, it's me, BellaI love you soooo much!Happy Father's Day![Chino XL] My God[Chorus][Outro]Joys {*repeat 4X to fade*}