[Verse 1]
Calendar squares on the fridge
Red circles all over it
Mom’s coffee gone cold on the counter
Cartoons still running
We just sit
You left in a storm of green bags
Boots by the door
Then they were gone
We learned every shape of your handwriting
From the letters you send from the sand and the sun
[Chorus]
We’re counting days till daddy comes home
Little lines on the wall as we grow
Every bedtime story on the phone
Feels so short
Then you go
But we keep your place at the table
Fold your chair like it’s your arms
We’re counting days till daddy comes home
Till we crash into your heart
[Verse 2]
Soccer cleats caked up with dirt
You’d be laughing at how much we fight
I score
Then I look at the bleachers
Just another empty plastic stripe
Baby sis hugs your old jacket
Sleeves dragging over her hands
She whispers goodnight to your dog tags
Like you’re hiding inside all that metal and sand
[Chorus]
We’re counting days till daddy comes home
Little lines on the wall as we grow
Every bedtime story on the phone
Feels so short
Then you go
But we keep your place at the table
Fold your chair like it’s your arms
We’re counting days till daddy comes home
Till we crash into your heart
[Bridge]
Do you hear us when we’re praying?
Can you feel us when we sing?
We made a sign with crooked letters
“Welcome back to everything”
[Chorus]
We’re counting days till daddy comes home
Little lines on the wall as we grow
Every bedtime story on the phone
Feels so short
Then you go
Yeah we keep your place at the table
Fold your chair like it’s your arms
We’re counting days till daddy comes home
Till we crash into your heart