Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I missed more mornings than I should
Sat on the couch when I said I would
Pocket full of lies and a shaky hand
I was a half-built, broken man
You were three and you knew my face
But not the man I had to replace
Tiny shoes by the door that day
I let too much slip away
[Pre-Chorus]
Then I saw you reach for me
Like I was still who I should be
That hit me harder than the floor
I couldn’t be that man no more
[Chorus]
I’m quitting now
For you, my son
I’m learning how
To be the one
You can lean on
When the storm rolls through
I’m not there yet
But I’m headed to you
(Headed to you)
[Verse 2]
I poured that poison down the sink
Shaking hard, I had to think
Every cold sweat, every night alone
Was a wall I built around our home
Now I pack your lunch and tie your coat
Read that dinosaur book you like most
When you fall, I kneel right down
And I stay when the world spins round
[Pre-Chorus]
I still got scars on my name
Still feel shame when I hear your name
But I’m here now, every day
Trying to earn what I threw away
[Chorus]
I’m quitting now
For you, my son
I’m learning how
To be the one
You can lean on
When the storm rolls through
I’m not there yet
But I’m headed to you
(Headed to you)
[Bridge]
If I shake, I call for help
If I break, I face myself
I won’t hand you what hurt me
I won’t pass down what I used to be
I want muddy knees and bedtime prayers
I want to be the man still there
When you grow up and ask me why
I stood back up, I’ll tell you, “Try”
[Final Chorus]
I’m quitting now
For you, my son
I’m learning how
To be the one
You can lean on
When the storm rolls through
I’m not there yet
But I’m headed to you
(Headed to you)
Yeah, I’m headed to you
Details
GeneratedJul 2, 2026
Duration4:03
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country-pop ballad with a steady mid-tempo sway, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, muted kick, and piano answering the vocal lines; verse stays intimate and bare, pre-chorus opens with rising harmony and a light snare roll, chorus lands with full drums, low bass, and a wide singalong hook. Male vocals with close-mic verses, doubled choruses, soft ad-lib echoes on the title, a brushed cymbal lift into each chorus, and a final key-change feel. Warm, clean, emotional mix with a touch of room air.
Credits
Prompt byGroovyWolf441
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
a song about not being the man I want to be for my 3 year old son quitting drugs and becoming a great father and man
