The father that was ment to be

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I used to wake up just to fall,

Empty hands, no hope at all.

I ran from mirrors, ran from prayer,

Drowned in smoke and vacant stares.

I was the man I swore I’d hate,

Hands that shook, a heart full of weight.

But somehow grace still found me here…

In her voice, in her gentle tears.

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I get to be a father now.

God knows I never knew how.

But He broke the chains, He cleared the floor,

And gave me love I can’t ignore.

I used to curse the life I had…

But now I’m standing with this brand-new path.

And with her hand and this tiny vow…

I get to be a father now.

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I know the ache of being used,

Of love that cuts and leaves a bruise.

But she, she touched me with a prayer,

Loved the parts I didn’t dare.

Ash believes when I forget,

She sees the man I’m becoming yet.

And when she laughs with life inside…

I swear I feel God in her side.

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I get to be a father now.

Not just a name — I’ve made that vow.

To love, protect, and never leave…

To show my child what love can be.

I used to beg to just feel clean…

Now I wipe my tears in her heartbeat’s dream.

I don’t deserve this, but somehow…

I get to be a father now.

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I was broken, but He still came.

Not with fire, but with your name.

Ash and our Little Bird…

He healed me with their every word.

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I get to be a father now.

I made it here, I don’t know how.

But I will rise, I will stay true—

And give the life I never knew.

The past can’t hold what God’s made new…

And this time, I’ll follow through.

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“You’re my light, my proof, my vow…

I was lost, but I’m ready now.”

“I get to be your father now.”