I never ran with the pack, but I'm not alone anymore I go to work and I come back It's pretty clear what I'm working for Now I know that I don't come first I know some of what my parents knew It's me to we and ours from him and hers More of all that what you have to do I figure it's bigger than the both of us too I wouldn't know love if it weren't for the likes of you Who's that little boy over there? With the spoon in his hand and the food in his hair? Over there And the little bit that I give up It's all coming back a hundred fold It's not lost if it goes to love It rounds you out so you can roll Extra eyes to watch your back Keep you honest and cut you slack Who'd of known that I would ever talk about that with you I see my family waving from the doorway Once I went my way now I go your way Over there...