'Cause I was lost on an open road when you sent something to me. I couldn't hold it in my shaking hands, it was awful hard to see. But the weight that hung around my neck, it was lifted, I was free.
We have to walk, I know it hurts. But we can take our time cause it gets worse. 'Cause this world's mean, but count on me. And I'll be every little thing that you need me to be.