when i was younger i saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind
he broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it
and my momma swore that she would never let herself forget
and that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist

But Darlin... you are the only exception

maybe i know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts
and we've got to find other ways to make it alone keep a straight face
and i've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance
and up until now i had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness
because none of it was ever worth the risk

i've got a tight grip on reality but i can't let go of what's in front of me here
i know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up
leave me with some kind of proof it's not a drea

and I'm on my way to believing