.tRust–>Love.

When I was younger I saw my daddy crying
and curse at the wind.
He broke his own heart and I watched
as he tried to reassemble it.

And my momma swore
that she would never let herself forget.
And that was the day that I promised
I’d never sing of love if it does not exist.

Well, darling,
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.