If Only - Rebekka Bakken

As I was walking down third avenue

as I was feeling too much like a woman

as my back rose strong and straight

as a thought popped up I stopped

looked around

myself

to remember the size of this world

to remember I just want to be

Daddy’s, Daddy’s little girl

If only you could see his hands

if only you could know the corner of his arms

if only you could hear his voice when he said;

if there were only you and me

you little girl, you little girl

If only there were only us

and I would never grow up

if only I could hear that voice again

I’d stay the same