my baby brotherâs city crawling
gonna stake his own
my mama shelterâs cross the country
saying babes come on home
my fatherâs counting a fortune
more than heâs ever known
the eyes that blamed the distance of the ocean
stopped saying honey come ah come on
the pressure lies within the pride thatâs losing some
the time i spend on other lives becomes less fun
i thank the luck iâve always had in starting up
but i got half a mind to move away and give it up
got some loving arms holding me tight
some right that came from some wrong
your smoking eyes put a worry in me
iâd like to see you feel at home
got a letter from beautiful sara
saying sheâs feeling awfully down
moving around from place to place
chin up while sheâs saving face
but i donât like the thought of her walking around the city crying
the pressure lies within the pride thatâs losing some
the time i spend on other lives becomes less fun
i thank the luck iâve always had in starting up
but i got half a mind to move away and give it up