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 runnin down her face
All mornin i d been thinkin my life s so hard
And they wore everything they own, livin in a car
I wanted to tell him it would be ok
But i got just got in my suburban and i drove away
But 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 10 years old, and he s holding my hand
We re talkin on the front porch watchin the sun go down
But it was 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 placed a rose on his grave, and i talk to the wind
But i don t know why they say grown men don t cry
I don t know why they say grown men don t cry, don t cry