When we were kids We were told to respect our elders And what they did Only speak when spoken to When she was stripped Of the trust bestowed to us By the one she loves She didn't know she could run to you It's a sad time we live in Little girls grow up scared of their dads It's a feeling they should never have What kind of person can do this? How worthless is the word innocence To her dear old loving dad? Now her mom sits Wondering why her baby goes through these fits Of anger, torment and of rage Oh please dear God Pick up this small beauty and show her you And all the wonders you can do It's a sad time we live in Little girls grow up scared of their dads It's a feeling they should never have What kind of person can do this? How worthless is the word innocence To her dear old loving dad? He showed her exactly how to hate Him a full grown man and she was only eight He stole what was most precious to her Nothing was more sacred and cannot be returned He showed her exactly how to hate Him a full grown man and she was only eight He stole what was most precious to her Nothing was more sacred and cannot be returned