I remember the first time my dad didn't hug me back
Under porch lights with my sister's old cigarettes
With your hands hanging to your side and my face to your chest
They say the heart grows stronger
But man, it's hard to get back on track
I remember the first time I tried to tell you the truth
On a Sunday drive with my heart stuck in my chest
Would the God you love take that love so easily back?
They say the heart grows stronger
But man, it's hard to get back on track
They say the heart grows stronger
But man, it's hard to get back on track
Hey, did you find your way out?
Hey, did you find your way out?
Hey, did you find your way out?
Hey, did you find your way out?
Hey, did you find your way out?
Hey, did you find your way out?
Hey, did you find your way out?
Hey, did you find your way out?
I remember the first time my dad didn't hug me back
