Another Fathers Day without you, another sad Fathers Day.
Twenty seven years now since Hillsborough took you away.
Where do I send my love this year, Heaven’s my usual choice.
I’ll send my love through God as I’m sure he hears my voice.

Twenty seven years is a long time for somebody special to miss.
That’s far too long a time without giving your Dad a kiss. 
I love you everyday Dad, but today just that little bit more.
Hillsborough this year as ever has got so much to answer for.