Being with my father is always fun
In the morning, I saw you at the playground,
Holding hands with your father,
Walking in circles around the pond,
Before climbing the tall castle’s ladder.
And in the afternoon I saw you at the fair
you looked so happy,
filling a huge blue balloon with air,
and really enjoying your father’s company.
Yes, it is always fun,
Being with my father and cotton candy in hand,
around, around and around.