If i didn't have you
what would i do...

I came home from school, early one day
Because my mom said, she had something to say...

Another night, something went wrong
Sitting at the table, he snaps...

As i sit here alone and i start to cry
at the thoughts, of you being gone...

Love is like, a piece of gold
it's hard to get, and hell to hold...

Love is like a plant, it requires a lot of care
and understanding, the more you care about it...

When i think of your love, i think of a warm...
sitting by a creek bank, leaded against an old log...

Your love is like rain drops in a puddle, for...
and your love, is sending those little waves all...

Lies ,heartaches, pain and broken trust
how i can go on when all we do is fuss...

As i sit hear and think, of the times gone by
I watch them drink, and i start to cry...

No one knows, what a child goes through
the heartache and pain, and the bruises too...

I remember one night, the old man came home...
so being eight i didn't think,and all we had to...