“When I was younger I saw my daddy cry,
And curse at the wind.
He broke his own heart and I watched,
As he tried to reassemble it;
And my momma swore,
That she would never let herself forget.
And that was the day that I promised,
I’d never sing of love if it does not exist;
But darling, you are the only exception.
Maybe I know somewhere,
Deep in my soul,
That love never lasts;
And we’ve got to find other ways,
To make it alone,
Or keep a straight face.
And I’ve always lived like this,
Keeping a comfortable distance.
And up until now I’ve sworn to myself,
That I’m content with loneliness,
Because none of it was ever worth the risk;
Well, you are the only exception.
I’ve got a tight grip on reality,
But I can’t let go of what’s in front of me, here.
I know you’re leaving in the morning;
When you wake up,
Leave me with some kind of proof it’s not a dream.
You are the only exception,
And I’m on my way to believing.”