He was thinkin' back when he was a kid. His folks were divorced. His old man high on somethin'. Came knockin' at the door. . His mama wouldn't talk to him.
We are born one fine day. Children of God on our way. Mama smiles, daddy cries. Miracle before their eyes. They protect us 'til we're of age. And through it all love remains.
Well, I know I disappeared a time or two,. and along the way I lost me and you.. I needed a new town for my new start. selling VCR's in Arkansas at a Wal-Mart..