From the recording Michelle Petrie
Lyrics
What was it like to be the youngest of twelve
In that little house by Crybaby Hill
I bet you never had time to yourself
But you probably had no time to kill
Were you ever much for chasing the girls
Or did they all come running to you
She told the story of how you met her
But I'd like to hear your side too
Tell me before it's too late
About your favorite song in the good ole days
Cause I know time doesn't wait
And I cannot ask after you've gone away
Oh I cannot ask after you've gone away
Are there pictures that I've never seen
In your basement covered with dust
Of all the places you saw in between
Where you started and you ended up
What about all the years with no rain
When you waited but the rain didn't come
Did you feel like you'd run out of faith
Or have you always been so strong
I won't forget how you worked every day
Or your kiss on my cheek when I moved away
And I know you're not crazy about me living so free
But aren't you just a little proud of me