Floorboard`s filled with baby toys,
An` empty coke bottles an` coffee cups.
Drivin` through the rain with no radio,
Tryin` not to wake her up.
Cell `phone says `low battery`,
God, what if I break down?
I`m just lookin` for an exit with a lotta lights,
A safe little interstate town.
Just a cheap hotel,
With a single bed,
And cable TV:
Is good enough for me an` Emily.
Some day, when she`s old enough,
She`s gonna start askin` questions about him.
Some kid at school brings his Dad for show an` tell,
An` gets her little mind a-wonderin`:
`Where`s my Daddy? Do I have one?
`Does he not love me like you do?`
Oh, maybe I`ll find someone to love the both of us,
An` I`ll tell her when she`s old enough to know the truth.
Will it break her heart?
Will she understand,
That I had to leave?
That`s what was best for me an` Emily.
That house was never clean enough; his dinner never warm enough.
Nothing I did was ever good enough to make him happy.
So, I guess, he gave me what he thought I deserved,
But it would kill me if he ever raised his hand to her.
Big rigs are throwin` rain on my windshield,
An` I feel like they`re laughin` at me.
Fin`lly the storm is lettin` up,
An` the mornin` is breakin` free.
It`s a brand new day,
It`s a second chance.
Yesterday is just a memory,
For me an` Emily.
Ah.
Floorboard is filled with baby toys,
An` empty coke bottles an` coffee cups.
Least there`s one good thing that he gave me,
An` she`s startin` to wake up.