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...
