Apple of Your Eye

I can't make it on my own

Though my muscles have all grown

I'm still a child who needs his dad

I'll try to climb the hill

And your shoes too big to fill

But I'm scared that I don't know the way

I don't want to say goodbye

Am I still the apple of your eye?

I don't want to say goodbye

Am I still the apple of your eye,

And now you're gone...