Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs

He was calling to me at the time

And I knew even then

I could die for the thoughts

That I kept in the back of my mind

But I dared not to speak

How I felt for my dad

'cause there were no words to define

This ball of confusion

Of feelings and stuff

That I kept in the back of my mind

So I took to the highway

And I kept to myself

Just a lookin' and hopin' to find

Some solutions, some answers

Some way to exist

All this stuff in the back of my mind

So I took me a job

And I took me a man

And I took me a bottle of wine

But it did not take long

'til all I had left

Was this junk in the back of my mind

Drivin' like rain, on a runaway train

Flyin' blind

Shot from the dark

In the back of my mind

Well the end of the tunnel

It never came up

'til I came to the end of the line

And I saw that the light

I'd been hoping to see

Was a spark in the back of my mind

And the cold wind that blew

Through the hole in my heart

Made a fire for the very first time

Of some branches of trust

And a kindling of faith

And that spark in the back of my mind

Drivin' like rain, on a runaway train

Flyin' blind

Shot from the dark

In the back of my mind

Shot from the dark

In the back of my mind