Daddy, I love you

Sang this song today at church. Felt good. One of the few simple praise songs I've written. I think most of the songs I've done over the past 35+ years are songs of praise to God, but I guess they're not as straightforward as some.
Daddy, I love you, you know that I do.
There's nothing and no-one I love more than you;
The fairest of fair, and the truest of true.
Daddy, I love you, I do oh, Daddy, I love you, I do.
Written in 1977 (mostly in Melbourne, I think), and I still enjoy singing it. Childlike, the idea comes from the Hebrew word 'Abba' which both Jesus and Paul used in speaking of God. It's apparently the word that small children use for their male parent, and more equivalent to our 'Dad' or 'Daddy' than 'Father'.
When I think about you, I can't help but smile
You move with such grace, oh you walk with such style
And I want to follow you mile after mile. Daddy, I love you ...
Taste in music aside, there's a fear of using such a familiar word for the God who's in charge of the universe. We don't think we should be that close. My reading of the New Testament suggests God wants to be called something less formal than 'Father', and I don't find it makes God less awesome by doing so - more, if anything! We cling to the High God of human religion, because we're afraid of the intimate, low god of Jesus.
Daddy, I love all your changes
I love that you're always the same
You keep me from so many dangers
You're the rainbow after the rain
Anyway, the need for inclusive expressions of God may well dispense with all of the above argument.
My words are too little, my song is too small
to tell of your beauty I've no skill at all
but I'll sing about you until the sky falls
Daddy, I love you, I do ....