"Still Looking Up" Verse 1 I was seven in the backyard, throwin' passes in the sun, You were coach and dad and hero, all rolled up in one. You taught me how to swing a bat, how to stand and take a hit, And when life knocked me to the ground, you showed me not to quit. Friday night beneath the lights, you'd pace the sideline proud, Cheerin' louder than anybody in that little hometown crowd. I thought you hung the moon and stars, Lord, I still believe it's true, There'll never be another man quite like you. Chorus And I'm still lookin' up, all these years later, Still hearin' your voice through the wind and the rain. Cancer took your body, but it couldn't steal your spirit, Or the lessons and the love you left behind to remain. You missed a lot of moments, but not a day goes by, That I don't wish I could see you one more time. At forty-five, I'm still your son, no matter how much time goes by, And I'm still lookin' up, Dad, still lookin' up. Verse 2 There were nine little grandkids when Heaven called your name, Too young to understand why things would never be the same. Now they've grown and heard the stories of the man you used to be, And every one of them still misses what they never got to see. The oldest ones remember your laugh and your old chair, The youngest only know your pictures, but they feel you're there. Somehow your love keeps reachin' through the years and through the pain, Like sunshine breakin' through the clouds after the rain. Chorus And I'm still lookin' up, all these years later, Still hearin' your voice through the wind and the rain. Cancer took your body, but it couldn't steal your spirit, Or the lessons and the love you left behind to remain. You missed a lot of moments, but not a day goes by, That I don't wish I could see you one more time. At sixty-five, I'm still your son, no matter how much time goes by, And I'm still lookin' up, Dad, still lookin' up. Bridge Now my boy is twenty-nine, and sometimes when he smiles, I catch a glimpse of you that takes me back a thousand miles. The way he loves his family, the way he stands so tall, It's like your fingerprints are still upon us all. And I wonder if you're watchin' from somewhere beyond the blue, If you're proud of all the things I've tried so hard to do. I hope Heaven has a front-row seat where you can plainly see, The man your little ballplayer grew up to be. Final Chorus Yeah, I'm still lookin' up, more than twenty years gone, Still carryin' your memory every day's dawn. The games have all ended, and the seasons rolled away, But your love's been my compass every step along the way. And when my time is over and my final inning's through, I pray the first face that I see is you. Until then I'll keep walkin', with your lessons as my guide, Still lookin' up, Dad... Still lookin' up tonight. Outro The coach is gone from the dugout, But his voice still calls the play... And his little boy still misses him, More than words could ever say
