He moved to Colorado in his 27th year
Living like that old John Denver song
He said he had to try to learn to love again
We said "Go now, but brother don't be long"
He move out to the mountains 'cause he heard the air was fresh
Got news about his family, thought he'd go and find some rest
Said, "I think I'll never want to learn love again"
We said "try and do your best - try not to give up just yet"
I never had a brother of my own
There was nobody else living in my home
But you've shown me the way of patient sadness
And I thank you for that
I was born into this life all on my own
There were others, but they told me they never made it home
So when I finally went and got myself grown
I made a family out of water and the blood that makes us whole
He came into my kitchen on a warm Sunday night
Said we have something to tell you, I went and saved your husband's life
Remembering it now, I wish I'd looked into his eyes
And said, "you think it was his, but it was mine"
I never had a brother of my own
There was nobody else living in my home
But you've shown me the way of loving kindness
And I thank you for that
I'm sorry for the things that made you run
I wish that I could take them from you, I wish it could be done
In the very least I thought I'd let you know
No matter how lost you get in me You'll always have a home
I never had a brother of my own
There was nobody else living in my home
But you've shown me the way of loving kindness, and patient sadness
And I thank you for that
I thank you for that
How can I thank you for that?