Lyrics
That old house on tattooed skin
At the end of the road where it began
We were too dumb to know we didn't know anything
Too young for making those plans
Would've all went to hell if not for you
I guess those storms made us weatherproof
That's where I was born and that's just the truth
I promise you ever since then
I've been thanking God for the plans He made
Looking back on those early days
Between playing house and praying for grace
I hope you understand
I've been your biggest fan since 1988
1988
Oil stains on that old driveway
Overtime and bills we couldn't pay
One on the hip, one on the way
Smiling in the TV light
I held you all tight, one at a time
Every beat of your heart, I felt inside mine
It's all wrapped up in the days gone by
You taught me everything that I know
So I'm thanking God for the plans He made
I'm looking back on those early days
Half-scared to death, half-stupid, brave
I hope you understand
I've been your biggest fan since 1988
1988
We left our names in fresh concrete
Wrestled angels in summer feet
Glory days down that side street
Those years made him, those years made me
Thanking God for the plans He made
And soaking in these dreams, we chase
Between growing up and standing right here today
I hope you understand
I've been your biggest fan since 1988
1988
I've been your biggest fan
Since 1988