I can’t tell you why, but every time I try to walk away from the trailer park where we have made our home with our five kids and three retrievers, something makes me turn around and stay.
No, I can’t tell you why.
Look at us baby, staying up past midnight, arguing about who gets to keep the Chevy.
And I can’t tell you why.
I know you are going to beg me for an explanation in the dark, we are two people, but no.
Oh oh oh oh.
Cuz I can’t tell you why.