The smell of fresh cut wood,
The sound of the wood chipper working away...

One mistake, two mistake, three mistake, more
What was I thinking, what did I do it all for...

Beautiful faces
Brilliant smiles...

It rains, It pours
And I watch this storm...

Wrinkle free clothing
Not one hair out of place...

Silence fills the room
a tear trickles down her cheek...

I see you from the corner of my eye
i can tell your watching me...

Hand in hand
a smile forced across my face...

Riding side by side
In the old worn down jeep...

And sometimes I want to cry
Just soak my sorrows in my bed sheets...

Promises are suppose to last forever
Yet they never do...

A gentle wind fills the air.
The dark still night...