[Intro – slow guitar breaths, faint wood creaks]
Mmm… if I could rewind time… even once…
[Verse 1]
There was a time your hand was small enough to fit in mine,
When you’d wobble down the hall and look over your shoulder
just to make sure I was still following.
I remember how you’d laugh at shadows on the wall
and ask me questions that were too big for your tiny voice—
questions I didn’t always answer right,
questions I wish I’d slowed down enough to hear.
I thought being a father meant working harder, staying busy,
building a life that would keep you safe.
But somewhere in all the deadlines and tired nights,
I missed the way you kept growing
even when I wasn’t watching.
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the house is quieter than it should be,
and every picture frame stares back at me
like a moment I forgot to hold onto.
Every memory feels like a gentle ache,
a reminder of the days I only half-lived.
[Chorus]
I hope you know I loved you, even when I didn’t show.
I hope you know I held you, even when I let you go.
If I ever seemed far away, I was learning how to stay—
and I know I learned too late…
But I’m here now, if you’ll let me find my place.
[Verse 2]
I still hear your little footsteps in my dreams—
you running down the hallway,
calling my name like I was the whole world.
I didn’t realize then
that one day I’d wake up wishing for those sounds again.
I carried expectations heavier than truth,
and I didn’t always understand the softness you needed.
But I remember your eyes—
bright as morning light—
trying to read me, trying to understand
why I wasn’t always gentle with my words.
It wasn’t you.
It was the boy inside me still trying to convince himself
he deserved to be loved right.
[Bridge]
If your heart is tired, if your steps feel slow,
I’m here—no pride, no walls, no distance.
Come back home.
Let me fix what I broke
one honest word at a time.
[Chorus – deeper, stripped back]
I hope you know I loved you, even when I couldn’t show.
I hope you know I held you, even when I let you go.
If I failed you yesterday,
I’m trying harder today…
I’m right here now—
in every way I couldn’t be before.
[Outro – soft breath, finger-slide on guitar]
If you’ll reach out your hand…
I won’t let go again.
