who's that waiting on the steps for me to come home?
who's that waiting in the backyard for me to come along?
on those old concrete steps that have been there since the spring of '43
where all the neighborhood kids would play under the shade of the old maple tree

these mem'ries dance across the backs of our eyes
another sign of the passing of time
and the good days

I remember how the stairs would creak on a hot summer night
the pictures hanging on the wall were left over from a different time

and if these ghosts of the past call you home
well, I think there's something you should know
there's still hope here
and I'm not ready to be alone

she's been barefoot in the backyard again with the pain
it's been wearing her down
and I know she's been looking for Jesus
in the corners of the rain
it's wearing her down

can you stay a little longer tonight as the sun says goodbye?
the evening breeze makes remarkable pleas to forever stop time
I can see into the deepest seas that lay inside your eyes
you can't love someone this long, baby, without knowing why

you're still the woman at the heart of that house
and I'm still the little kid they kept in the dark
and you know me
like no one knows me

so why are you looking for Jesus when you know you got me . . . and you know you got time?
and I know, she's been thinking about leaving
I know she has, and how
I know she has now

(and I know)
she's been barefoot in the backyard again with the pain
it's wearing her out
and I know she's been looking for Jesus in the corners of the rain
they're trying to wear her down

there've been angels in the backyard again in the rain
they're dancing around
and I know she's been barefoot in the backyard again
they're trying to wear her down

and I know
why do you need them when you know you've got me?
she's been barefoot in the backyard again with the pain
they're trying to wear her down

and I know she's been thinking about leaving
and I know she's been thinking about leaving