Well I thought that she liked me

Since I've been around

And I know she might be maybe taken and she's playing

Hard to get more like hard to tell well she never fooled me at all

Those nights they were mostly

Spent at the Glen in bare feet

I'm questioning her thoughts of me

Smoking on something I shouldn't be

Well I'll take you where no cars will go where that trail ends

It’s where we begin to grow

There's dead birds in that creek wash your feet when we get back home

And I'll try not to sink or be weakened when these weeks are gone

I remember when you told me you want to see better things

It's a damn shame when them plans change

And we're stuck outside by some airplanes

There was no one knowing us and we bought time inside of those old city lines

There is one thing that you taught me

To not shake a hand too softly

In the western land we were walking

And the best of men they did cross me we hurried in and then we left slow

I headed home with a lesson I never did know

There's dead birds in that creek wash your feet when we get back home

And I'll try not to sink or be weakened when these weeks are gone

I don't recall ever thinking that

We were not meant to last

On the roof I found truth in how we attract and I'd give today to have that one

Back because distance well it is no match for love and the truest love at that

There's dead birds in that creek wash your feet when we get back home

I'll try not to sink or be weakened when these weeks are gone