In my book, Andy Gullahorn (along with Andrew Peterson) is a lyrical genius. I don't think he has the greatest voice, but his words get me all the time, hook, line, and sinker (or something like that). Check him out at: www.andygullahorn.com
This song particularly is a message I need to hear over and over again. Maybe you needed to hear it too...
He scoped out the market
All the women and kids
With so many distractions
Nobody noticed him
Nobody noticed him
He had a jacket a size too big
A skullcap on his head
And a couple of homemade bombs
He duct taped them to his chest
He taped them to his chest
God loves that guy
God loves that guy
He followed his heart
To a co-worker's bed
He could have salvaged his marriage with kids
But he chose to leave instead
He chose to leave
He thought it was love
But it was just a mirage
So he sits in his idling car
Parked in a closed garage
Inside a closed garage
God loves that guy
God loves that guy
Me on the other hand I can write somebody off
Like the last check for a student loan
I can love when it's convenient
But it's not always convenient
It's not always the easy road
I want to look past the outside to the well-meaning heart
To the good they forgot that they had
Teach me to love, teach me to love
Teach me to love like that
He messed up again
Wanted to disappear
But he can't 'cause he's easy to find
I see him in the mirror
I see him in the mirror
God loves that guy
God loves that guy
Teach me to love, teach me to love
Teach me to love like that
Love like that
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