From the recording Backbone
Lyrics
Had you not been who you were, this would've been easier. I'd turn my back on this whole world, except it knows that I'm your girl. I put on your favorite shirt; helps a little when it hurts. And I march it through the streets of town, prayin' I don't let you down.
If I had a dime for every single time that you came across my mind, I could buy a tall hill. And I'd climb for all I'm worth, cry to heaven: what on earth can I do down here with your big shoes to fill.
I hear you inside my brain, telling me to up my game, put some sweat upon my brow, wipe that smirk off my mouth. Lookin' at the morning sky, puts a fire in my eye, and I march it down the streets of town. Old man, if you could see me now.
If I had a dime for every single time that you came across my mind, I could buy a tall hill. And I'd climb for all I'm worth, cry to heaven: what on earth can I do down here with your big shoes to fill.
Had you not been such a man, I would not be who I am. So I'm marching down these streets again. I'll make you prouder than you've never been.
If I had a dime for every single time that you came across my mind, I could buy a tall hill. And I'd climb for all I'm worth, cry to heaven: what on earth can I do down here with your big shoes to fill.