Christine walked into her house, to see her father working on his vialon, she set her book down and sat down next to him and frowned . "Papa do you think I'm odd?" "My daughter odd, where did you get an idea like that?"
"I don't know , its just that well people talk."
"they talk about me to,"
"No were no odd it's true, no family could be saner, in all you say or do you couldn't make it plainer you are your mother's daughter therefore you are classed."
"so I just accept that I'm simply not like them."
"There're the conman heard, and you can take my word. You are unique. No matter what you do I'm on your on your side, there nothing clearer in my life than what I wish and fell for you, and that's a lot. No matter what,"
"no matter what they say you make me proud, I love the funny way you stand out from the crowd."
"it's my intention, my invention
Shows the world out there one day, just what we've got."
"No matter what,"
"Now some may say that all fathers just exaggerate,"
"That every daughter great,"
"You are ."
"And every daughter tends to say her fathers tops."
"She pulls out all the stops, to praise him."
"And quite rightly ,"
"No matter what the pain, we've come this far. I pray your remain
exactly as you are, this really is a case a father knowing best."
"And daughter to."
"Your never strange,"
"Don't ever change."
"Your all I've got no matter what."