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