There's a girl I call my daughter that doesnt carry my last name
The man she calls her father lives twenty miles away
And every other week or so he comes knocking at my door
She climbs into his pickup truck and they take off down the road

He calls her every evening just before she goes to bed
To tell her that he loves her in case she may forget
And I hear her laugh from down the hall before they say goodnight
And I try but cant imagine what that kind of love feels like

I wish that I was him
Cause he gets every moment that i'll miss
But could it be when he thinks of me
the same words cross his lips
I wish that I was him

There will come a day not far away when she starts a brand new life
And I can picture her in a little church dressed from head to toe in white
With our friends and family gathered there the tears will fill my eyes
Cause I know just who she's gonna choose to walk her down the aisle

I wish that I was him
Cause he gets every moment that i'll miss
But could it be when he thinks of me
the same words cross his lips
I wish that I was him

Now she may be his flesh and blood
And the apple of his eye
but I hope and pray she'll know someday
That I've loved her like she's mine

I wish that I was him
Cause he gets every moment that i'll miss
But could it be when he thinks of me
the same words cross his lips
I wish that I was him