pulled into the shopping center 
And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother 
Like ice cream melting they embraced 
Years of bad decisions runnin  down her face 
All mornin  i d been thinkin  my life s so hard 
And they wore everything they own, livin  in a car 
I wanted to tell him it would be ok 
But i got just got in my suburban and i drove away 
But i don t know why they say grown men don t cry 
I don t know why they say grown men don t cry 
Keep having this dream about my old man 
I m 10 years old, and he s holding my hand 
We re talkin  on the front porch watchin  the sun go down 
But it was just a dream he was a slave to his job and he couldn t be around 
So many things i wanna say to him 
But i just placed a rose on his grave, and i talk to the wind 
But i don t know why they say grown men don t cry 
I don t know why they say grown men don t cry, don t cry