God doesn't make promises lightly,
His promises He won't forget
and the things He has done
through Jesus His Son
are the best of His promises yet.

How I marvel at the flowers,
faces turned toward the sun.
Soaking up the summer goodness
'til the day once more is done.

Then they close their fragile petals
tightly squeezing out the night,
opening them, come the morning,
when the sun is shining bright.

Daddy, Daddy, look at me.
Daddy, Daddy, come and see
What I can do.
Daddy, Daddy, look at me.
Daddy, Daddy, come and see
I love you.

I don’t want to hold your hand,
why don’t you understand?
I can do it on my own.
I’m no longer a baby
and anyhow maybe,
I feel I’ve grown.

Daddy, Daddy, dry my tear.
Daddy, Daddy, hold me near.
You knew that I could fall.
Daddy, Daddy, hold me tight.
Daddy, Daddy, soothe my fright.
I’m sorry for it all.

Daddy, Daddy, look at me.
Daddy, Daddy, come and see
What I can do
Daddy, Daddy, look at me.
Daddy, Daddy, come and see
I love you.