First Time

I remember the first time my dad didn't hug me back

Under porch lights with my sister's old cigarettes

With your hands hanging to your side and my face to your chest

They say the heart grows stronger

But man, it's hard to get back on track

I remember the first time I tried to tell you the truth

On a Sunday drive with my heart stuck in my chest

Would the God you love take that love so easily back?

They say the heart grows stronger

But man, it's hard to get back on track

They say the heart grows stronger

But man, it's hard to get back on track

Hey, did you find your way out?

Hey, did you find your way out?

Hey, did you find your way out?

Hey, did you find your way out?

Hey, did you find your way out?

Hey, did you find your way out?

Hey, did you find your way out?

Hey, did you find your way out?

I remember the first time my dad didn't hug me back