Daddy's coming home

(Verse 1)

The sun dips low, a fiery kiss

On Papua's shore, where dreams dismiss

The hours that crawl, a weary pace

For a little princess in her special place

Atarah, tomba, with eyes so keen

Twenty-eight days, a long, long scene.

(Chorus)

Oh, Daddy's coming, she whispers low

Counting the sleeps, watching days go

Each star a wish, each moon a sign

For his return, across the long, hard line

From rotation's grip, the work is done

Soon in her arms, her rising sun.

(Verse 2)

Her tiny hands, they trace the pane

Imagining stories, again and again

Of jungles green and ocean wide

Where Daddy toils, with strength and pride

She draws him pictures, bright and bold

A hero's journey, a tale untold.

(Chorus)

Oh, Daddy's coming, she whispers low

Counting the sleeps, watching days go

Each star a wish, each moon a sign

For his return, across the long, hard line

From rotation's grip, the work is done

Soon in her arms, her rising sun.

(Bridge)

The phone call came, a voice so dear

"Just one more sleep, my little one, don't fear!"

A giggle rings, a joyful sound

Her world is spinning, joy unbound.

The bags are packed, the journey's near

Washing away each anxious tear.

(Chorus)

Oh, Daddy's coming, she whispers low

No more counting sleeps, no more watching days go

Each star a promise, the moon a gleam

His return, a cherished, waking dream

From rotation's grip, the work is done

Now in her arms, her rising sun.

(Outro)

The door swings open, a happy cry

Princess Atarah, reaching for the sky

In Daddy's embrace, secure and true

Twenty-eight days, finally through.