Apollo Brown - Father's Day lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, question: why are we on the fourth floor? I asked her mother, but we both or weren't sure yet This is where the doctor said that we should go Holdin' my child, she's 10 months old The hospital was so cold Definitely ruinin' all of our holiday plans of beach sands Filling out some bland paperwork with shaky hands (Lost) Seein' little children stricken with a certain sickness Clutch my baby a little tighter, reflect the nervous feelings A whole hour pa**ed, we starting to lose patience Humbled by the thoughts of patients lost in this situation (What's going on?) Here comes a nurse, not knowing that we should fear the worst Seen the doctor's mouth movin', couldn't even hear the words This isn't happenin' to you, I'm like Superman And I could protect you from anything, I was really scared (Serious) I realized what I heard, but not prepared for The sentence that the doctor said, "Your daughter has cancer" [Hook] I will take my life right now if you would save my child I'd exchange my life for hers, this is my solemn vow No more chemo in her veins and no more screams of pain (I pray) This is a father's shame, that I can't save you from everything [Verse 2] Okay, I got to man up It hit me so hard that I could barely stand up (my world stopped) Then the flowers and balloons and the cards came Prayers many hours, knees bruised all in God's name (hurt so much) If only my feeble hands could remove this neuroblastoma tumor from your adrenal glands (helpless) Why you? Why now? It didn't feel fair Your grandma shed tears You lost your hair It's unbelievable little Bella was that strong And inconceivable we lived in the hospital that long (Forever) Protecting your immune system from contaminants You had to wear a medical mask, can't give my kid a kiss (Imagine) I learned to envision your face growing getting older Envisioned you driving your first car and getting your diploma Envisioned your wedding, your husband better be a soldier A little girl sick like you died two rooms over (Eva) [Hook] [Verse 3] Chemotherapy made Christmas hard to process I fed the family faith, hoping it would make their fears starve to d**h Your momma's tough, prayed to Saint Jude's that it's a bad dream But could it be I'm speaking to a doctor and not Epstein? I remember the cries Remember the meals fed through tubes Pulling the red wagon, the sound of the plastic wheels Kind of a metaphor for pullin' through this ordeal I pray my enemies never even have to know how this feels (it hurts) But forget our feelings, it doesn't matter, you're the one suffering You couldn't speak a lot yet, but its like your eyes was saying "Daddy, if it's an obstacle, and price I got to pay For a long, great life, then we'll make it through okay" The day of your final surgery, I still live in that moment The teddy bear you were holdin', I still own it I watched the doors closin', February 2, 2004 My little girl is cured [Voicemail from Daughter] My God [Hook] [Female Voice fades] Joy x4