I wait for the postmanTo bring me a letterAnd I wait for the good LordTo make me feel betterAnd I carry the weight of the world on my shouldersFamily in crisis that only grows olderWhy'd you have to go?Why'd you have to go?Why'd you have to go?Daughter to fatherDaughter to fatherI am broken, but I am hopingDaughter to fatherDaughter to fatherI am crying, a part of me's dyingand these areThese are the confessionsOf a broken heartAnd I wear all your old clothesYour polo sweaterI dream of another youOne who would never, neverLeave me aloneTo pick up the piecesDaddy to hold meThat's what I neededSo why'd you have to go?Why'd you have to go?Why'd you have to go?Daughter to fatherDaughter to fatherI don't know you, but I still want toDaughter to fatherDaughter to fatherTell me the truthDid you ever love me?'Cuz these are, these are,the confessionsOf a broken heartOf a broken heartI love youI love youI love youI, I love you...Daughter to fatherDaughter to fatherI don't know you, but I still want toDaughter to fatherDaughter to fatherTell me the truthDid you ever love me?Did you ever love me?These are The confessionsOf a broken heartOh.... yeahAnd I wait for the postmanTo bring me a letter.