"But if you ever decide to bring your pain and your pride Back to this side of Oklahoma City, There'll be a porch light on from the post you leaned on 'Fore you wound up on the wrong side of pity. And often times I pray for you and often times I don't. Is it the goodbyes that haunt you or the fear of new hellos? Won't stay for long 'cause you won't stop your runnin'. Wait for tomorrow 'til tomorrow's not comin'."