Ten years old on the driveway
Screaming, mother, don't you leave
And why I gotta stay with daddy
Wondering if you'll ever come
So when I grew up, I grew up angry
Gangster girls to guns to thievery
To a mother who loved me from afar
To a father who never knew me
And it took me so long to
That the world did not revolve around me,
I'd go back to ten years old
and I'd hold your hand, dad
I'd say we're gonna be okay
The storm will pass one day
they wouldn't have to separate us
As I recall, every Sunday morning
You used to drag me around
None of music will bone in your body
But that's all we had left of mommy
So when I grew up, I grew up angry
Gangster girls to guns to thievery
To a father who never knew me
And it took me so long to understand that
That the world did not revolve around me,
But if I knew it, I'd know it,
I'd go back to ten years old and I'd hold your
hand and I'd say we're gonna be okay
The storm will pass one day
And the years, they wouldn't have to
I've done so I can one day
Here's to the man who gave his life
To raise his kids after his wife
Upped and left a lifetime full of sighs