I pulled into the shopping center
And saw a little boy
Wrapped around the legs of his mother
Like ice cream melting
They embraced years of bad decisions
Running down her face
All morning I've been thinking my life so hard
And they wore everything they own living in a car
Wanted to tell them it would be okay
But I just got in my suburban and I drove away
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
Keep having this dream about my old man
I'm ten years old and he's holding my hand
Sitting on the front porch watching the sun go down
But it's just a dream he was a slave to his job
And he couldn't be around
So many things I wanna say to him
But I just put a rose on his grave
And I talk to the wind
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
Sitting here with my kids and my wife
And everything I hold dear in my life
We say grace and thank the lord
Got so much to be thankful for
Then it's up the stairs and off the bed
My little girl says I haven't had my story yet
And everything weighing on my mind
Disappears just like that
When she lifts her head off the pillow
And she says love you dad
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry