Found an old box in the bottom of the closet. 'Neath a bowling ball bag full of magazines. Had a school sweater with a ring in the pocket. From my first cigar - man did I turn green.
There was a time you said no one could shine like I can. Now if I were the sun guess I'd be sinking on your rising. 'Cause that look in your eyes gives you away.
You've been hurt before, lost many wars. And you realize the danger you're in without Him in your heart. To make a new start, you're taking a chance you'll get hurt again.