Background:  Pregnant wife gets arrested for a drug deal with an undercover narcotics officer and sent to drug court.  After a short period of time, she fails multiple drug screens without admitting, and they send her to rehab for a year.  The husband oscillates between supporting her and distancing himself, and he's taken both of the children.  Quickly, she realizes that rehab is her last chance.  If she wipes out, she'll be kicked out of Drug court and sentenced to at least two years of prison in which case she will most certainly lose her children including the unborn child and her husband.  This song is about her forced acceptance and all of the fear surrounding it from her perspective.

Lyrics:

I woke up this morning
must've stared at my clothes for an hour.
Don't know what I was thinking of.

I got to group late.
They were really fake.
Just for today, I will be grateful.

I started counseling
asked how long I would have to stay
three-hundred sixty-four more days
        Or

Chorus 1:
Twelve steps 'till I go home.
Will it be a brand new dawn
or just another sunset?

In the morning when I rise,
will I see the world through brand new eyes,
or will I spot the past and run?

So many things that can go wrong,
and I feel so all alone.
Will I fail and fade?

I called you on the phone.
It was a short, intense conversation,
and then I hung up on you.

I asked to speak with the kids,
but they were all in bed.
Just for today, I will be gracious.

That's when I screamed at you
when what I wanted to do
just tell you how much I have missed you.

Chorus two:
I wonder if you will abide
all the twisted cruel lies
that I forced on you.

Was it ever really love
or just drug-induced euphoria
That let me stay with you?

In twelve steps when I come home, 
will I be there all alone
or will you wait for me?

I started step work,
and it really hurt.
Don't know how this could ever help me.

I wrote my life line.
Disclosed the things that I try to hide.
Just for today, I will be honest.

Got stuck on step three,
because I don't believe.
Take a look at me and say God loves me.
         I dare you.

Chorus three:

Is this really healing me?
Does the truth really set you free
or just break more things?

I wonder if I ever can
make amends for all the things I've been,
or will they walk on me.

These twelve steps will bring me home,
so I guess they can't be wrong.
I have to play along.

Was it ever really love
or just drug-induced euphoria
that let me stay with you?

In twelve steps when I come home,
will I be there all alone,
or will you give me another chance?

Twelve Steps

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Twelve Steps

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