It’s good but it’s a grind

[Verse 1] Charleston smiles, a jealous stare, Kansas nights with smoke in the air. Slides on the table, coffee at two, Running on fumes, but nothing new. [Chorus] It’s good, but it’s a grind, A working mom’s passion etched in time. Building dreams on the road I take, Laced with love… and a little ache. [Verse 2] This week is done, but I’m not still, Next week I’m gone, I always will. Another airport, another state, Another promise, another weight. [Chorus] It’s good, but it’s a grind, A working mom’s passion etched in time. Building dreams on the road I take, Laced with love… and a little ache. [Verse 3] Suitcase is packed, but my heart won’t stay, Home calls my name from miles away. Strong on the stage, but the truth is plain, Missing my loves is a constant pain. [Bridge] One day these miles will tell my song, Of grit and grace I’ve held so long. Every gate and every stage, Leads me home at the end of the page. [Final Chorus] It’s good, but it’s a grind, A working mom’s passion etched in time. Building dreams on the road I take, Fueled by love… and a little ache. Yeah, it’s good… but it’s a grind.