Something changed today I finally took the headphones off And as the sound waves died away I heard my heart say I hate to see you work so hard And still life slip away
I gave my life. I sweat. I cried For things that can't cry over me When the day is done The most important ones Get the old remains They get the cold leftovers. So...
I'm going, I'm going home Take messages I've been away for too long So take messages
And it takes some faith To grab the wheel and drive away Changing is an art But I recognize I had the wrong priorities First my head and then my heart
My children's eyes Their changing size Now that's reality My woman's arms Her hungry heart The spiritual presence It's like a magnet. So...
