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