She drops him off at 8 a.m. and picks him up at 5
A single mother working hard to raise her baby right
He's talkin' now he's at that age,
The ask a million question stage and he expects an answer
When he asks about life,
Like mommy can you tell me what makes airplanes fly and
Why do flowers need the rain to grow.
There's only one thing she can't answer
No matter how she tries, where do daddies go?
Where do daddies go?
She's halfway through his favorite book
When he falls fast asleep, she reads the ending anyways
And kisses him and leaves.
She's knows she's got an uphill climb,
There's things he'll want to know in time
And she prays that God will give her all the answers she needs.
Like mommy could you teach me how to throw a ball
And would you show me how to use my fishin' pole.
There's a lot of thinfs I need to know, but most of all
Where do daddies go?
Where do daddies go?
I know it makes her wonder as the teardrops fall,
Where do daddies go?
Where do daddies go?