• I know you're still with me,
    There are times you've helped me to stay my hand.
    I wonder if can ever really be free,
    as my feet mark the sand.
    You once told me I had it,
    a knack to pursue.
    I'm so far from my dream, my soul feels split.
    I wanted you to be there for that big debut.
    I often wonder, would you be proud of the man I've become?
    Would you tell me I made the right choice to be free?
    Or would you look me in the eyes and tell me it was dumb?
    Tell me this isn't my path, that this isn't for me.
    You expressed your pride,
    You were the father I couldn't find.
    You were my friend, somebody with whom I could confide.
    You'd never leave me alone, with nothing behind,
    so I know that you'd be proud.
    Even in my misery, you'd help me through this hell.
    So when I check the skies, and see that single cloud
    I know you're watching, keeping me safe from the place my inner demons dwell.
    Still, I can't say I don't miss you.
    But I know you're there with me, even when the skies are pure blue...