Thursday, December 16, 2010

Why I do what I do...


I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way
The day would not be wasted on this drive.
And i want so bad to hold you
Son there's things I haven't told you
Your dad and me just couldn't get along.

So I'll drive
And I think about my life
And wonder why, That I slowly die inside
Everytime I turn that truck around,
right at the Georgia line
and I count the days and the miles back home to you 
on that Highway 20 ride.

A day might come and you'll realize
that if you could see through my eyes
There was no other way to work it out
And a part of you might hate me
But son please don't mistake me 
For a mom that didn't care at all.

And I'll drive
And I'll think about my life
And wonder why, That I slowly die inside
Everytime I turn that truck around,
right at the Georgia line
and I count the days and the miles back home to you 
on that Highway 20 ride.

So when you drive
And the years go flying by
I hope you smile
If I ever cross your mind
It was a pleasure of my life
And I cherished every time
And my whole world,
It begins and ends with you
On that Highway 20 ride....

2 comments:

Andrea said...

I love this song. It makes me cry every time. I explained it to Craig's girls one day and how it was the situation they are in. Now they ask to listen to it all the time!!

Julie L said...

I have never heard the song before. Wow, it pulls me right in to the heartache and the separation that happens after divorce. My heart goes out to you. I think you're an awesome Mom, and I know your guys do, too.

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