Monument

I could be a father, with a level head intact

She would always be my daughter, a monument of what I am

But the thought of starting over, it's half hearted at best

I think that I could realize this is who I am

You're the reason I'm around, I can't quite explain it

I didn't mean to get you down, I just couldn't know it all

And all I had to do was think of you, internal bliss intact

I just don't remember where we've been

Or where it all went wrong

I could be a husband with a heart full of gold