By In all my days
I’ll always wonder
What you would think of me now
In all my days
I’ll want to know
If I still make you proud of me Daddy
In all my days
I’ll be your blonde haired, blue eyed little girl
The one you always saw when you looked at me
In all my days
I’ll strive to become
The woman you wanted that little girl to turn out to be
In all my days
I will continue to say
That I love you more, an argument we had quite regularly
In all my days
I’ll never understand
Why you had to go
I think you should know
Your little girl will always need her super hero
