Loving More

Lyrics: I’ve got this grace here in my heart. It’s a tender place, traced back to the start. A gift I appreciate from a man whose love I know. Who humbly tended to me and watched me grow. You taught me how to stand up tall. A quiet discipline, you’re my answered call. From an Army salute to a father's tender hand. A legacy built as only a great dad can. There’s a warmth in my heart that I trace back to a man. Who did more than his part, he did all a dad can. He didn't take for himself, giving meant more. He gave through love, and he was hell-bent to give more. I remember the nights at the edge of a lake. With barking fish 'til the morning light breaks. Counting the stars in the Great Lakes air. But those catfish didn't care, and they’d swallow the hook. You’d holler "damn" with a frustrated look. Wishing the dumb fish would play it smart. You’d cut 'em loose—"Good luck, dummy"—and watch 'em depart. There’s a warmth in my heart that I trace back to a man. Who did more than his part, he did all a dad can. He didn't take for himself, giving meant more. He gave through love, and he was hell-bent to give more. Then we’d head up north where the bonfires burned. Walking the forest, looking for elk in the ferns. And with every story told, the elk would grow. Adding more inches to the rack that we’d know. A legend was built on the creature we saw. A tale to tell, and a memory ten feet tall. A man who understands what family means. The steady anchor in the choppy seas. You taught me hard work and standing for right. To put others first and carry the light. There’s a warmth in my heart that I trace back to my dad. He did more than I could ask, he gave all he had. He's a hero of love, a heroically great man. He lived through love, he’s heaven-sent—and I'm his biggest fan. Yeah, you taught me to be more than just me. To raise up a wholesome family. Still telling tall tales of the elk in the ferns. And loving more as the clock hand turns.