First Time

I remember the first time my dad didn't hug me back Under porch lights with my sister's old cigarettes With your hands hanging to your side and my face to your chest They say the heart grows stronger But man, it's hard to get back on track I remember the first time I tried to tell you the truth On a Sunday drive with my heart stuck in my chest Would the God you love take that love so easily back? They say the heart grows stronger But man, it's hard to get back on track They say the heart grows stronger But man, it's hard to get back on track Hey, did you find your way out? Hey, did you find your way out? Hey, did you find your way out? Hey, did you find your way out? Hey, did you find your way out? Hey, did you find your way out? Hey, did you find your way out? Hey, did you find your way out? I remember the first time my dad didn't hug me back