Something Like Dad

You were 9 when I first saw you I had a feeling in my chest That you and I would hit it off That I could be my best And I didn't even know your name 'Though you showed up at my door And your mama, she didn't have a clue When you washed up at my shore And the rest is history Well I know I'm not your father and You may never call me that But I'm the one to hold your hand On who you can depend I've seen your high and I've seen your low and I know what makes you sad I might never be your flesh and blood But I'm something like dad I can still remember everything Every single word you said Our first tea and our first movie When we played out in the back Then you took me back to New York City And you showed me your old street All those memories mean so much to me Keep me standing on my feet And the rest is history Well I know you're not my father I may never call you that But you're the one to hold my hand On who I can depend You've seen my high and You've seen my low And you know what makes me sad You might never be my flesh and blood But you're much more than that I'll be there to catch you when you fall When your world is spinning wild When there's no one else to call No one else to call Feel my hand it's on your shoulder Even now as you are getting older I will always be right there Well I know I'm not your father and You may never call me that But I'm the one to hold your hand The one who understands you You've seen my high and you've seen my low And you know what makes me sad I might never be your flesh and blood I might never be your flesh and blood I might never be your flesh and blood We're much more than that...