Country dirt roads – this walk is not the same without you
Right here by me – the twig I trip over is you
Over this bridge – the memories of the past times
Look up past the trees and to the left – the broken house that you lived in

Good times was all we had – Concrete slabs spray painted – leaves me pictures of you –
I patiently wait for you – I silently pray for you

The top of this tree where we could see for miles
Stories of the times – the testimonies of our lives
Smell the air – take a breath – fall asleep and listen in
We learn a lot from experiences, but it’s no good if we don’t change

Good times was all we had – Concrete slabs spray painted – leaves me pictures of you –
I patiently wait for you – I silently pray for you

Hold on tight – close your eyes – we’ll be alright – close your eyes