I'm not used to hearing your voice,
How can I, when I never see you till midnight?
I'm not used to seeing your face,
How can I, when you never give me a slight sight?
I'm not used to touching your hand,
How can I, when you never give me a hug?
I'm not used to feeling your presence,
How can I, when you don't even bother to bug?
I'm not used to calling you 'father',
How can I, when the father in you is gone?