You tucked me in, turned out the light, kept me safe and sound at night. Little girls depend on things like that-
Brushed my teeth and combed my hair, had to drive me everywhere, you were always there when I looked back-
And when I couldn't sleep at night, scared things wouldn't turn out right, you would hold my hand and talk to me-
Caterpillar in the tree, how you wonder who you'll be, can't go far but you can always dream.

Wish you may and wish you might, don't you worry, hold on tight. I promise you there will come a day- Butterfly fly away.

Te amo papá, gracias por todo, aunque nunca te lo diga, te amo