Daddy's Girl

She said she wanted to be a writer He felt the heat of the fire The struck match of deja vu The long unoccupied unlit room The dusty shelves of books and manuscripts He could have touched flame to paper Instead he lit a fire Hoping she was born to be Exactly what she longed to be Daddy's girl forever Only better The struck match of deja vu The long unoccupied unlit room The dusty shelves of books and manuscripts He said he'd love to be a reader She felt the heat of the fire Hoping she was born to be Exactly what she longed to be Daddy's girl forever Only better The struck match of deja vu The long unoccupied unlit room The dusty shelves of books and manuscripts The struck match of deja vu The long unoccupied unlit room The dusty shelves of books and manuscripts