The Road for another Day
It was under that tree
After a ballgame in May,
When I mistakenly made a promise
That motivated me to change.
I gathered everything I owned,
Put it all in one big pile,
TV, shoes, mattress included,
Then I grabbed my ball glove and left.
My mother wanted me to be happy
So that’s what I set out to do.
I vowed to only return
When I proved that I could do it.
Although I did not think I would
I went back to that yellow wood
And took the other road
To see if it would make a difference.
It took three years, but I finally returned
To that tree where I made a promise.
A promise to pay back my debt
And finally become a better man.
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