Is it so hard To hold the hand of your daughter Do me a favor And just hold the hand of your daughter I stepped into An empty room Saw the weight on her shoulders In her hand she Held her phone She said he called me I touched her face And then they came Flowing down like a river Raw and thick Stains of salt I couldn't stop them I know I can't blame you I know that you're suffering too I know I can't blame you But I do Is it so hard To hold the hand of your daughter Do me a favor And just hold the hand of your daughter Oh I know I can't blame you I know that you're suffering too I know I can't blame you But I do Is it so hard To hold the hand of your daughter Do me a favor And just hold the hand of your daughter