Heart of Stone

Sometimes I look in the mirror and I don't like what I see

And I wonder if she'll ever know the darker side of me

Is my reflection just a shell of the truth?

Am I the living or am I the dying proof?

I'm learning to move slow, I'm learning to let go

I'm learning most things a man my age is supposed to know

I'm learning how to write, I'm learning how to sleep at night

I'm learning after these years how to be thankful for what I got and I carry on

With a heart of stone

And calloused hands

Sometimes I think I'm crazy, washed up in the brain

As for my youth, I threw most of those years away

And I can't even apologize for half the things I've done

Or all the nights spent looking down the wrong end of a gun

But I'm learning how to love, I'm learning about the Lord above

I'm learning that he's giving me more than anything I could dream of

I'm learning how to pray a little more everyday

I'm learning to accept the things about me I can't change and I carry on

With a heart of stone

Calloused hands

I'm learning to move slow, I'm learning to let go

I'm learning most things a man my age is supposed to know

I'm learning how to love, I'm learning about the Lord above

I'm learning that she's given me more than anything I could dream of

But I carry on

With a heart of stone

And calloused hands

Yeah, I carry on with this heart of stone and calloused hands