| When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
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| It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
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| My mama used to wonder if she’d ever meet someone
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| Who wouldn’t find out about me and then turn around and run
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| I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
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| He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
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| A few months later I remember lying there in bed
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| I overheard him pop the question and I prayed that she’d say yes
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| And then all of a sudden
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| Ah it seemed so strange to me How we went from something’s missing
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| To a family
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| Lookin' back all I can say
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| About all the things he did for me Is I hope I’m at least half the dad
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| That he didn’t have to be
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| I met the girl who’s now my wife about three years ago
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| We had the perfect marriage but we wanted somethin' more
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| Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends
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| Crowded 'round the nursery window as they bring the baby in And then all of a sudden
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| Ah it seemed so strange to me How we went from something’s missing
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| To a family
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| Lookin' through the glass I think about the man
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| That’s standing next to me And I hope I’m at least half the dad
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| That he didn’t have to be
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| I hope I’m at least half the dad
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| That he didn’t have to be
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| 'Cause he didn’t have to be |