Well, I Do
Unspoken Love and Loss: Mason Cole's Heartfelt Tribute
Lyrics
I remember just yesterday driving you home
The speaker recalls driving their son home just yesterday.
From a baseball game you had just lost
They drove the son home after he lost a baseball game.
You said daddy don't be mad I stuck out
The son expressed concern about disappointing his father after striking out in the game.
I said son I've never been more proud
The father reassured his son that he was proud of him despite the loss.
I remember when you brought home your first girl
The speaker remembers the son's first romantic relationship.
I remember how you made her your world
They recall how the son deeply cared for his first girlfriend.
And I remember the heartbreak you felt
The son experienced heartbreak when the girlfriend confessed love for someone else.
When she told you she loved someone else
The son faced emotional pain due to his girlfriend's love for another person.
Now you're six feet under, in the cold hard ground
The son has passed away and is buried.
And I can't believe it happened so soon
The speaker is in disbelief at the suddenness of the son's death.
Daddies aren't supposed to bury their own son
It's unnatural for a father to bury his own son.
Cause sons we're meant to bury you
The father reflects on the traditional expectation for sons to bury their parents.
And if I didn't say, that I love you, well I do
The speaker expresses love for the deceased son, even if they hadn't explicitly said it before.
I remember when you drank your first beer
Recollection of the son's first experience with alcohol.
I remember how it filled you with fear
The son was frightened by the experience of drinking.
You said dad, I'll never do that again
The son vowed not to repeat the experience.
Oh how I wish you we're still him
The speaker wishes the son was still the person he used to be.
Maybe you're up above, or maybe down below
Speculation about the son's afterlife, whether in heaven or hell.
But I hope we meet again some place further down the road
The speaker hopes for a reunion with the son in the afterlife.
I hope you had God in your heart
Desire for the son to have held faith in God.
But I know some nights you fall apart
Acknowledgment of the son's struggles with inner turmoil.
Now you're six feet under, in the cold hard ground
Reiteration of the son's burial in the ground.
And I can't believe it happened so soon
The speaker reiterates their shock at the suddenness of the son's passing.
Daddies aren't supposed to bury their own son
It's emotionally difficult for a father to bury his own child.
Cause sons we're meant to bury you
Reflection on the role reversal where children typically bury their parents.
And if I didn't say, that I love you, well I do
Reiteration of the speaker's love for the deceased son.
Now you're six feet under, in the cold hard ground
Restating the son's burial in the ground.
And I can't believe it happened so soon
Reiteration of the disbelief about the suddenness of the son's death.
Daddies aren't supposed to bury their own son
Expressing the emotional challenge of a parent burying their child.
Cause sons we're meant to bury you
Reflecting on the traditional expectation for children to bury their parents.
And if I didn't say, that I love you, well I do
Final reiteration of the speaker's love for the deceased son.
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