There’s a date

My brother’s dying.

My parents are dead.

I was the one with the drinking problem.

I was the one who could never find his place.

I went from here to there

with no purpose in mind.

Never had a career.

Never kept a job.

Chorus

There is a date on that calendar

and it’s waiting for you.

There’s a date on that calendar

and it’s waiting for me.

I’ve walked away from love.

I’ve gotten into fights that I was sure to lose.

I’ve blacked out, been bailed out,

told God that if he got me out of jail

I’d never drink again; went back to the bar

as soon as I got out, again and again.

There is a date on that calendar

and it’s waiting for you.

There’s a date on that calendar

and it’s waiting for me.

The only chip I had was the one on my shoulder,

but then something happened as I got older.

I had kids and it was either sober up and be a dad

or continue to be some sort of joke.

You might not believe in God, but he saved me.

There is a date on that calendar

and it’s waiting for you.

There’s a date on that calendar

and it’s waiting for me.