Let me tell you something

Let me tell you something, Papa
Let me tell you something you cannot tell me
Laying there without words and expression
With a thousand things to say and nobody to hear them

You see us and you worry
All this time we spend here looking over you
We should be out living life, making it as great as yours
You didn't work so hard to see us throw away so many precious hours

Let me tell you something, Papa
Let me tell you, you have lived a great life
I don't have to tell you that for your benefit but for mine
I should know, before you go, that you are happy and regret nothing

You wish for all of us to go, go live our lives and leave you be
You'll be fine, we know, it's pretty comfortable where you are
But I know a secret; you love seeing all of us
Your pride and joy was seeing us grow, and you still get to now

Let me tell you something, Papa
Let me tell you, you gave us everything we needed
Each and every day you worked so hard, and it worked
We are lucky, we were not left growing up without a father

You want to know that you gave us all the tools to survive, you did
You hope we remember everything you told us, we do
Because you can't tell us again, and again, and again, like you used to
What I wouldn't give to hear you tell me again, and again, and again

Let me tell you something, Papa
Let me tell you, though I know you're not going to like this
I'm sorry, for all the times I disappointed you or made you worry
For any harsh words we shared and any secrets I kept from you

You want me to know I shouldn't carry a heavy heart
That all is forgiven now and already was before
And you're sorry too, for the same reasons
And for this too, you're sorry you didn't listen to us about your health

Let me tell you something, Papa
Let me tell you, you're wiser than all of us
Nobody knows how many days they have saved up
But you know exactly how many days you have earned and spent, happily

You wish you could enjoy your time off now, but you never were good at that
You want to be able to hold us and kiss us but you can't
You want to see the weddings and the grand kids
But please don't fret or be sad, no happy father lives to see his child's every joy

Let me tell you something, Papa
Let me tell you, though you're not going to see all of them
Your loving wife has given you today, what all wives give everyday
A chance to see a few more of life's miracles than you would have without her

You want us to take care of your angel because you can't now
And we will, we know it's different but we will try
You know her, she still wants to take care of us
So we'll take turns honouring you while we take care of each other

Let me tell you something, Papa
Let me tell you, because you can't tell me, that you're still here
Just as before, we feel you when you are in the same room and when you are not
But it's so much nicer when we are in the same room, so that's why I'm here

You want me here, just admit it, let's not waste time lying about it
Let's just sit here, you and I, watching your favourite dramas
And let me explain my dramas to you while you watch and ignore me a little
Let me tell you something more, Papa, I live for these moments with you.

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You called me Beta and I never got to repay the gesture, I hope this is a good start.