Visions Of You (Live)

Picking you up on a Sunday morning, service starts at noon

Long red hair in a long white dress with a long list of things to do

You were on the phone with Dawn talking bout the afternoon

I drove us to the steeple and we left there half past two

We spent that day diving inside one another's minds

Talked politics, and dogs, and kids

And spending down our lives

Then I looked you in your eyes and I knew that something bad was wrong

But you didn't have the time, oh no

You didn't want to talk

Now every night I

Paint the back of my

Closed up eyelids and

See the past, I get

Visions of you

That I can't unsee

I'm all black and blue

But I'll make believe

That I'm fine, ok

That I'm doing great

Picking you up on a Friday evening, I was so in love

Hit Kentucky for the night and somehow we finally showed up

Saw my best friend, and my cousin, and my niece that was 18 months

Everything was perfect, all of it was just enough

Then the moon fell down and the five of us just laughed the time away

But the clock struck 12 and you had work so we just couldn't stay

Then I looked you in your eyes and I saw sadness in your face

But you didn't want to talk, oh no, you only wanted space

Now every night I

Paint the back of my

Closed up eyelids and

See the past, I get

Visions of you

That I can't unsee

I'm all black and blue

But I'll make believe

That I'm fine, ok

That I'm doing great

That I'm fine, ok

That I'm doing great

Now every night I

Paint the back of my

Closed up eyelids and

See the past, I get

Visions of you

That I can't unsee

I'm all black and blue

But I'll make believe

That I'm fine, ok

That I'm doing great

That I'm fine, ok

That I'm doing great

Doing great