It Hurts

Morning breaks on granite stone

These old hands work the land alone

Calloused palms from the plow and seed

Planting corn for the mouths they feed

The sun it beats upon my back

Down this lonely, dusty track

I hear my children laugh and play

But a silence took your place

It hurts, deep in my soul

This mountain air is cold

Since you walked down that road

For the neon lights and gold

But my love won't let you go

This heart is still your home

I heard the city hums your name

Pulled you from our simple frame

While I'm here with dirt on my knees

Praying to the Lord and the breeze

That one day you'll miss this view

The morning mist, the sky so blue

And you'll find your way back through

It hurts, deep in my soul

This mountain air is cold

Since you walked down that road

For the neon lights and gold

But my love won't let you go

This heart is still your home

I'll keep the lantern burning low

So if you ever need to know

The door is open, lady, come in

Let the hard times end

Oh, it hurts…

But I'll wait…

For your return...