• ONE A.M. IN TACOMA

    Written by: Barry P. Foley
    Copyright © 13 February 1998

     It was  one a.m. in  Tacoma
    She  called to say they  finally  arrived
    It was  raining that  night in  Tacoma
    She  assured me  everything was  fine

    It’s  so hard on a  mother and  father
    When your  baby’s halfway  around the  world
    She’s  married now and  starting her own  family
    To us,  she’s still our  little  girl

    Are  we sad, or  are we just being  selfish
    Cause it’s  us who  choose to stay  here
    Ad we  both had left  home so much  younger
    Guess we’d  forgotten all  about the  tears

    We knew that this day would  come
    When we’d have to say goodbye
    Everyone was there at the airport
     Time had  come to  cry

     It was  one a.m. in  Tacoma
    She  called to say they  safely  arrived
    She said it’s  raining  tonight here in  Tacoma
    Don’t  worry Papa,  we’ll all  right

     Everyday when my  clock strikes  ten
    I’ll  think about  Tacoma  again