A boy walks, his footprints stuck in the sand
Well he goes too far and becomes a man
Fatherhood is a poetry
Where the son follows that boy's wandering feet
A hospital is an ironic place
Where joy is hard on a solemn face
In a crowded room a brave man loses his fight
But across the hall a baby breathes first life
Oh show me why, why the good die young
Show me why, a father loves his son
Show me why, why we start at a crawl
Show me why, why love is worth it all
A soldier's wounded on the battle lines
In freedoms pulse he watches brothers die
That boy lies in the medic's wing
Wondering why heavens birds still sing
Oh show me why, why the good die young
Show me why, a father loves his son
Show me why, why we start at a crawl
Show me why, why love is worth it all
The demons played with my heart today
As the angels took my grandfather away
They say when I was born he welled up with pride
God must have done the same when he reached the other side
Oh show me why, why the good die young
Show me why, a father loves his son
Show me why, why we start at a crawl
Show me why, why love is worth it all
Show me why, these moments tug heart strings
Show me why, the angel needs its wings
Show me why, we always seem to fall
Show me why, why love is worth it all
Show me why, why love is worth it all
Show me why, why love is worth it all