Back of my mind

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