Two Days a Week

Verse 1 He was a barefoot boy with a simple plan, Wanted a wife, a home, be a good man. Little kids runnin’ when he walked through the door, Bow his head at supper, couldn’t ask for more. Didn’t need money, didn’t need fame, Just love and laughter and a family name. Chorus Now he’s got the pretty wife and the picture-frame life, Two little kids and a job that pays it right, Nice house on a hill, new SUV, Everything he swore one day he’d be. But he’s only home two days a week, Connectin’ through the phone, moments that are brief, All he ever wanted was a family to keep… Now he’s livin’ for two days a week. Verse 2 They’re homeschooled kids at the kitchen table, Mama teachin’ faith and Cain and Abel, Science projects spread across the floor, He gets the pictures but he wants more. They tell him stories ’bout their week on the phone, While he’s eatin’ another supper alone. He’s proud they’re growin’, strong and free, But sometimes he feels like he’s failed his family. Chorus ’Cause he’s got the pretty wife and the life he prayed for, Two little kids and a little bit more, Bills are paid and the lights stay on, But most nights he’s sittin’ there alone. He’s only home two days a week, Huggin’ them tight like it’s all he gets to keep, All he ever wanted was dinner and some peace… Now he’s searchin’ for himself two days a week, Lost and feeling like he’s not what they need. Bridge (soft) Where did that barefoot boy go? When did providin’ mean missin’ home? He built the dream with his own two hands… But now he’s lost, not sure where he stands. Final Chorus (emotional lift) He’s got the pretty wife and the life he prayed for, Two growing kids he’d die for, But a house ain’t a home when you’re gone most days, And love feels distant from miles away. He’s only home two days a week… All he ever wanted was a seat at the table to keep, Now he’s lost and feeling like a failure, Not sure what’s next to seek. Outro (soft) Just wanted to come home every night… And find his way back to the light.