Motor Home Mercy

I used to live in that house on the hill

Now I’m parked in the yard, and the nights get real still

A heart full of echoes, a head full of blame

A man in a mirror I barely can name

I wore a mask, played two different roles

Tried to fill empty with things that stole

What mattered most—my honor, my name

Now my family don’t look at me the same

But I ain’t done, I ain’t through

I still believe in me and you

Though the road’s been cracked and wide

I see a spark still in your eyes

And I’ll fight to be the man I failed to be

Even from this motorhome, love comes at a price

Judith, some days you’re my fire, some days you’re frost

We’ve built up walls from the years we lost

I blamed you for not touchin’ my skin

But it was my soul that was caving in

I barked at the kids, tried to lay down the law

But I missed every heart that I shoulda saw

Now they look at me like I broke the code

And maybe I did, on that long, dark road

But I ain’t done, I ain’t through

I still believe in me and you

Though I hurt the ones I love

I’m reaching up instead of giving up

And I’ll fight to be the man I failed to be

Even from this motorhome, love comes at a price

I see eleven faces I long to restore

Each name a reason I’m fighting for

A family torn, but not past repair

If grace lives here, then I’ve got prayer

‘Cause I ain’t done, we ain’t through

God ain’t finished with me or you

We’ve got scars, but we’ve got light

If we keep walking through this night

I’ll fight to be the man I failed to be

Even from this motorhome, love comes at a price

Yeah, even from this motorhome...

Love comes at a price