When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new,
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview.
My momma used to wonder if she'd ever meet someone
Who wouldn't find out about me and then turn around and run.

I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old.
He took my mom out to the movie, and for once I got to go.
A few months later, I remember lying there in bed.
I overheard him pop the question,
And I prayed that she'd say yes

And then all of a sudden, oh it seemed so strange to me.
How we went from somthings missing to a family.
Looking back all I can say about all the things he did for me,
Is that I hope I'm at least half the dad he didn't have to be

I met the girl that's now my wife about three years ago.
We had the perfect marriage, but we wanted something more.
Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends,
Crowded around the nursery window as they bring the baby in.

And now all of a sudden, oh it seems so strange to me.
How we'd gone from somthings missing to a family.
Looking through the glass,
I think about the man that's standing next to me,
And I hope I'm at least half the dad that he didn't have to be

And looking back all I can say about all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad he didn't have to be

Yeah, I hope I'm at least half the dad he didn't have to be

Because he didn't have to be

You know he didn't have to be