Today Tommy went on a daddy daughter date with Clara. We went to Blue Berry Hill restaurant of Friday morning tweet up fame. Clara and I had a blast and its always as we eat breakfast and talked about things that Clara liked. Clara even took her hand and using the flip… Don’t quit your day job Clara.
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Today I was traveling to a church service activity with my 2 oldest daughters Madeline and Clara. There are many times in my life that I have been filled with pride and just overwhelmed with the love that only a father can have for their children and today was one. Sorry for all my friends who do not have kids yet, this may not mean as much to you, but it I’m sure it applies somewhere.
Traveling down highway 41, Madeline grabs her iPod and hands one ear piece to Clara, placing the other in her own ear and says “I’ll sing the first verse, you sing the other.” I really had no idea what I was in for and I really wish I could have bottled the emotion, it was so amazing. They both broke into Journey’s Don’t Stop Believn’ as featured on a new show on Fox called Glee.
Clara lead off with the first verse and Madeline the second. With each verse hearing their tender voices the tears just started streaming down my face. Again this is totally a dad thing and maybe so hard to understand. This was just one of a fathers precious moments. Verse after verse they sung, as sweet as could be. The heart, soul and tender innocence that was put into their rendition was amazing .
If there was any doubt, I love being a dad!
Just a small town girl, livin’ in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin’ anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train goin’ anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the nights
Streetlights, people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the nights
Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin’ anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some are born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights, people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the nights
Don’t stop believin’
Hold on to that feelin’
Streetlight, people
Don’t stop believin’
Hold on…
Streetlight, people
Don’t stop believin’
Hold on to that feelin’
Streetlight, people ohhhhhh…..
Don’t Stop!
-written by Jonathan Cain, Steve Perry and Neal Schon
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