from your knees

Randy Travis

He tore down the work
of 17 years brick by brick
And stone by stone
No hammer was swinginÂ?
cause cheatinÂ? and drinkinÂ?
DonÂ?t need no help wreckinÂ? a home
Ah, but when he came back
through the dust and the rubble
Of what he had once called his life
He dropped to his knees in sheer
disbelief of the total destruction inside

There were empty closets and empty drawers
And a tearstained note on the kitchen floor
And burning memories in the fireplace
He waited too late to say he was wrong
His house was still standing
but his home was gone
Brother, you would not believe
What you can see from your knees

Right then and there
in an old sinnerÂ?s prayer
He told things heÂ?d kept in the dark
There was no use in lying
cause the man who was listening
Could see every room in his heart
Ah, he took empty whisky bottles,
little black book and all
To the fire she left on the grate
Ah, sometimes a man
will change on his own
But sometimes I tell you it takes

Empty closets and empty drawers
And a tearstained note
on the kitchen floor
And burning memories in the fireplace
He waited to late to say he was wrong
His house was still standing
heÂ?d fight for his home
Brother, you would not believe,
oh you would not believe
What you can see from your knees