I woke up to the sound of rain,

Falling soft on my window pane.

Coffee cold and thoughts run deep,

Another secret I couldn't keep.

Was it wrong or was it right,

The way I left that town that night?

If I had known what I know now,

Would I have stayed or still walked out?

Is wisdom just the weight of time,

Or just the echo of a crooked line?

We try so hard to make it through,

But I still wonder what was true.

I’ve hurt some hearts, I’ve been let down,

Traded joy for some foolish crown.

What is right and what is real,

When every good thing starts to peel?

I used to think I had a plan,

Now I just hope to understand.

If I had known what I know now,

Would I have stayed or still walked out?

Is wisdom just the weight of time,

Or just the echo of a crooked line?

We try so hard to make it through,

But I still wonder what was true.

Maybe life’s not meant to be a straight road,

Maybe grace is just letting go.

The good, the bad, the in-between—

They make us more than what we've seen.

If I had known what I know now,

Would I have smiled or worn that frown?

The answers come, then slip away,

Like shadows at the break of day.

But I still walk, and I still try,

With Tulsa clouds above the sky.