Song | Don't Miss Your Life |
Artist | Phil Vassar |
Album | Promo Only Country Radio March 2012 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
On a plane to the West Coast, laptop on my tray | |
Papers spread across my seat, a big deadline to make | |
An older man sitting next to me said, "Sorry to intrude, | |
Thirty years ago my busy friend, I was you. | |
I made a ton of money and I climbed up the ladder, | |
Yeah, I was superman, not what does it matter. | |
I missed the first steps my daughter took | |
The time my son played Captain Hook in ‘Peter Pan’ | |
I was in New York, said ‘Sorry son, Dad has to work’ | |
I missed the father daughter dance | |
The first home run, no second chance | |
To be there when he crossed the plate | |
The moment’s gone now it’s too late | |
Fame and fortune come with a heavy price | |
Son, don’t miss your life." | |
Funny you should say that, I was sitting at the gate | |
My daughter called, she made straight A’s and they’re off to celebrate. | |
Scrolling through the pictures of my little family | |
My daughter with her mom and friends, not a single one with me. | |
They know I love ‘em, I know they know I care | |
The truth is half the time, I’m not even there. | |
I missed our fourth and fifth anniversary | |
Our girl was early by a week | |
Her sister had to hold her hand | |
I was in L.A., she said "I understand" | |
I missed her first day of school | |
Then what kind of crazy fool | |
Lets such precious moments pass | |
We all know time goes way too fast | |
Hold on tight ‘cause it don’t happen twice | |
Don’t miss your life. | |
When I get off this plane, I’ll buy a turn-around ticket | |
Saturday’s her eighth birthday and I’m not gonna miss it | |
There’ll be balloons and birthday cake | |
And I’ll clean up the mess they make | |
My mom and dad are drivin’ in | |
I haven’t seen ‘em in God knows when | |
My wife will probably say to me | |
"I thought you were supposed to be in Portland | |
For a few more days", I’ll take her in my arms and say | |
"I heard some words that hit me hard last night, | |
A man said: ‘Don’t miss your life.’" |
On a plane to the West Coast, laptop on my tray | |
Papers spread across my seat, a big deadline to make | |
An older man sitting next to me said, " Sorry to intrude, | |
Thirty years ago my busy friend, I was you. | |
I made a ton of money and I climbed up the ladder, | |
Yeah, I was superman, not what does it matter. | |
I missed the first steps my daughter took | |
The time my son played Captain Hook in ' Peter Pan' | |
I was in New York, said ' Sorry son, Dad has to work' | |
I missed the father daughter dance | |
The first home run, no second chance | |
To be there when he crossed the plate | |
The moment' s gone now it' s too late | |
Fame and fortune come with a heavy price | |
Son, don' t miss your life." | |
Funny you should say that, I was sitting at the gate | |
My daughter called, she made straight A' s and they' re off to celebrate. | |
Scrolling through the pictures of my little family | |
My daughter with her mom and friends, not a single one with me. | |
They know I love ' em, I know they know I care | |
The truth is half the time, I' m not even there. | |
I missed our fourth and fifth anniversary | |
Our girl was early by a week | |
Her sister had to hold her hand | |
I was in L. A., she said " I understand" | |
I missed her first day of school | |
Then what kind of crazy fool | |
Lets such precious moments pass | |
We all know time goes way too fast | |
Hold on tight ' cause it don' t happen twice | |
Don' t miss your life. | |
When I get off this plane, I' ll buy a turnaround ticket | |
Saturday' s her eighth birthday and I' m not gonna miss it | |
There' ll be balloons and birthday cake | |
And I' ll clean up the mess they make | |
My mom and dad are drivin' in | |
I haven' t seen ' em in God knows when | |
My wife will probably say to me | |
" I thought you were supposed to be in Portland | |
For a few more days", I' ll take her in my arms and say | |
" I heard some words that hit me hard last night, | |
A man said: ' Don' t miss your life.'" |
On a plane to the West Coast, laptop on my tray | |
Papers spread across my seat, a big deadline to make | |
An older man sitting next to me said, " Sorry to intrude, | |
Thirty years ago my busy friend, I was you. | |
I made a ton of money and I climbed up the ladder, | |
Yeah, I was superman, not what does it matter. | |
I missed the first steps my daughter took | |
The time my son played Captain Hook in ' Peter Pan' | |
I was in New York, said ' Sorry son, Dad has to work' | |
I missed the father daughter dance | |
The first home run, no second chance | |
To be there when he crossed the plate | |
The moment' s gone now it' s too late | |
Fame and fortune come with a heavy price | |
Son, don' t miss your life." | |
Funny you should say that, I was sitting at the gate | |
My daughter called, she made straight A' s and they' re off to celebrate. | |
Scrolling through the pictures of my little family | |
My daughter with her mom and friends, not a single one with me. | |
They know I love ' em, I know they know I care | |
The truth is half the time, I' m not even there. | |
I missed our fourth and fifth anniversary | |
Our girl was early by a week | |
Her sister had to hold her hand | |
I was in L. A., she said " I understand" | |
I missed her first day of school | |
Then what kind of crazy fool | |
Lets such precious moments pass | |
We all know time goes way too fast | |
Hold on tight ' cause it don' t happen twice | |
Don' t miss your life. | |
When I get off this plane, I' ll buy a turnaround ticket | |
Saturday' s her eighth birthday and I' m not gonna miss it | |
There' ll be balloons and birthday cake | |
And I' ll clean up the mess they make | |
My mom and dad are drivin' in | |
I haven' t seen ' em in God knows when | |
My wife will probably say to me | |
" I thought you were supposed to be in Portland | |
For a few more days", I' ll take her in my arms and say | |
" I heard some words that hit me hard last night, | |
A man said: ' Don' t miss your life.'" |