He was calling to me at the time
And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts
That I kept in the back of my mind
But I dared not to speak
How I felt for my dad
Cause there were no words to define
The ball of confusion, of feelings and stuff
That I kept in the back of my mind
So I took to the highway
And I kept to myself
Just a lookin' and hopin' to find
Some solutions, some answers, someway to exist
All this stuff in the back of my mind
So I took me a job
And I took me a wife
And I took me a bottle of wine
And it did not take long, 'til all I had left
Was this junk in the back of my mind
Well the end of the tunnel
It never came up
'til I came to the end of the line
And I saw that the light I'd been hoping to see
Was just a spark in the back of my mind
And the cold wind that blew
Through the hole in my heart
Made a fire for the very first time
From some branches of trust
And a kindling of faith
And that spark in the back of my mind
Drivin' like rain, or a runaway train
Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind
Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs He was calling to me at the time And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts That I kept in the back of my mind But I dared not to speak How I felt for my dad Cause there were no words to define The ball of confusion, of feelings and stuff That I kept in the back of my mind So I took to the highway And I kept to myself Just a lookin' and hopin' to find Some solutions, some answers, someway to exist All this stuff in the back of my mind So I took me a job And I took me a wife And I took me a bottle of wine And it did not take long, 'til all I had left Was this junk in the back of my mind Well the end of the tunnel It never came up 'til I came to the end of the line And I saw that the light I'd been hoping to see Was just a spark in the back of my mind And the cold wind that blew Through the hole in my heart Made a fire for the very first time From some branches of trust And a kindling of faith And that spark in the back of my mind Drivin' like rain, or a runaway train Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind Explain Request ×
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