Chance for Good

I heard what you said yesterday about your home

You know you can't take it back like you did when you were twenty one

I know it's gotta be hard and by that, I mean a chance for good

Cry if you must, it's the measure of trust that regrets all the shoulds

It takes a town of bright lights

Not in it at all like you were back then

Lit the fire, shook the wire, such desire, you gave it one hundred and ten percent

I know it's gotta be hard and by that, I mean a chance for good

Cry if you must, it's the measure of trust that rejects all the shoulds