I was brave when I was younger I won’t die and I’m not ill Spent my days waiting for summer Southern sun, well it could kill
All the times I’ve spent a week for friends From a small wooden stage Forgiving my father And hating my sister For loving drugs more than they love me
Well, I hate you I hate you
I found peace through a small vessel Five foot tall and brilliant sweet I felt love in her eyes and hate in my heart For the man that I might be Told me she talks to the dead More than she speaks to God Cries herself to sleep Remember that God, son, gives grace to everyone He could stop this in his sleep
Child, I love you Yeah, I love you
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
Teaching me time and place Was a hell of a way To put a grown man on his knees
Hey, I miss you Hey, I miss you Hey, I miss you Hey, I miss you