Daddy, am I there yet?

His little boy often asked.

His smile could light up a room.

He would often blow kisses to you.

Daddy, am I there yet?

It was hard to tell him no.

You could shed a tear,

every time his Father, said no.

No more pain, No more burden to bare,

His child has wings to fly and soar above.

His daddy has kisses to catch

and smiles yet to receive.

Daddy, am I there yet?

His father always said no.

It's hard to say, good bye

when you have a terminally ill son.

No more pain, No more burden to bare,

His child has wings to fly and soar above.

His daddy has kisses to catch

and smiles yet to receive.

Daddy, am I there yet?

His boy died in his arms.

Daddy, am I there yet?

Yes, son you are there in heaven.

No more pain, No more burden to bare,

His child has wings to fly and soar above.

His daddy has kisses to catch

and smiles yet to receive.

and smiles yet to receive.

No more pain, No more burden to bare,

His child has wings to fly and soar above.

His daddy has kisses to catch

and smiles yet to receive.