The Reason

I am the reason for every knock on your door,

Every shadow across your floor,

all your parents thank you for

I am the reason for every check you’ve cashed,

Every minute long since passed

Your father’s heart attack

We’ve got nowhere to grow but up

Drinking coffee from a styrofoam cup,

She’s just out here waiting to see you

There’s a door in the back of your mind

They say the lord knocks on sometimes

He’s just out there waiting to meet you,

Saying I’ve got time to spend

But every burn out brings you back again

I am, I am, I am the reason

I am the reason for every tear she’s cried,

Every plan she’s set aside

just to give her baby boy a good life

I am the reason for every song you love,

Every friend that calls you up,

all the times you’ve felt like you’re enough

We’ve got nowhere to grow but up

Drinking coffee from a styrofoam cup,

She’s just out here waiting to see you

There’s a door in the back of your mind

They say the lord knocks on sometimes

He’s just out there waiting to meet you,

Saying I’ve got time to spend

But every burn out brings you back again

I am, I am, I am the reason

I am, I am, I am the reason