The Way That I Know You

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've seen your glow transcending time,
Shining through this brother of mine,
This father who now cradles you.

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've skipped beside a little boy
With baseball cap and lego toys,
This father who now cradles you.

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've pitched a tent and fished the streams
With boy whose life is filled with dreams,
This father who now cradles you.

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've climbed into a great orange Scout,
A young man driving me about,
This father who now cradles you.

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've passed my son to uncle's care,
While cap and gown adorn him there,
This father who now cradles you.

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've seen deep pools in brother's eyes
As he beholds his precious bride,
This father who now cradles you.

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've heard the pride in brother's voice
Who calls his sister to rejoice,
This father who now cradles you.

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've waited here, with brother there,
Tending your mama with loving care,
This father who now cradles you.

You don't know me yet, sweet girl,
The way that I know you;
I've seen your eyes fixed on his,
My brother knows how deep love is,
This father who now cradles you.