There’s a crack in the driveway concrete

Right where we used to park your truck

And every time I see it

It hits me harder than it should

Mama says the house feels smaller now

Since you ain’t walking through the door

Funny how one person leaving

Changes every room

And some nights I still drive

Those old county roads alone

Trying to hear your voice

In the radio noise

I’m still back where you left me

Still chasing down your old advice

Still trying to be somebody

You’d recognize

And every little town light

Still feels tied to your memory

Guess a part of you stayed behind

With me

There’s an old flannel hanging in the hall

Nobody’s moved it since you left

And your rusted tackle box

Still sits out in the shed

I got older, life moved on

But some things never really do

Like wishing one more conversation

Was something I could choose

Cause there’s a thousand things

I’d ask you now

If heaven had a phone line

I’d wear it out tonight

I’m still back where you left me

Still hearing lessons in my head

Still carrying the words

You used to say

And every backroad sunset

Still feels a little bittersweet

Cause a part of you stayed behind

With me

Maybe people never really leave

Maybe they live in habits and memories

In old songs

Front porch lights

And every story we repeat

I’m still back where you left me

But I’m finally learning how

To carry all this hurt

Without breaking down

And every mile I drive now

Still somehow leads back to

The man I wanted to make proud

My whole life

Yeah…

My whole life