All of my days

I put my daughter on a plane back home today.   Sent her back to her mother's care as my time with her drew to a close.  She's a woman now, but will always be my first born, my precious baby girl.  We drew close as she lay in a hospital bed during her visit, scared and needing me, just to be her Dad, to be strong, reassuring, fearless in the wake of her tears, her panic, her distress.  But now with her safely back to her own life, I can finally let it out. Quietly counting the days dwindling by of this elusive journey; I am left tired, drained and alone.


Well I have been searching all of my days
All of my days
Many a road, you know
I?ve been walking on
All of my days
And I've been trying to find
What's been in my mind
As the days keep turning into night