walkin’ with your hands
shoved into torn pockets
you posed
like you had something to hide
protect
hold onto
or caress
all you have that
matters
is the love
in your daughter’s eyes
the rest of this
means
nothing
walkin’ with your hands
shoved into torn pockets
you posed
like you had something to hide
protect
hold onto
or caress
all you have that
matters
is the love
in your daughter’s eyes
the rest of this
means
nothing