Ghosts

I was only 4 years old
Standing at my daddy's knee
Wondering what I coulda said
What I coulda done to become his enemy
This man who could walk through fire
Through the driving rain
Is this what it's gonna take to undo my mistakes?
How will I ever make it when there's so much at stake?
Wrestling with ghosts
From the man I loved the most
Afraid to get too close
Fighting like the devil just to outrun
The stories that brought us here
Driving down a country road
Back to where he come from
He put me in his lap
Let me take the wheel
I said "momma, look at me!"
She just kept painting her fingernails
Now, I have walked through fire
Through a driving rain
Have I got what it takes to undo my mistakes?
How will I ever make it when there's so much at stake?
Wrestling with ghosts
From the man I loved the most
Afraid to get too close
Fighting like the devil just to outrun
The stories that brought us here



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Bates
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