Driven by Clouds

Sun is shining, it is fall

I saw wood all day, I am home

I still feel sweat and sawdust stuck on my skin

I am driving, I start thinking

Your man is gone, my mind is drifting

Sitting at a table in the kitchen

Saying a few words about the day

Now I have to imagine what you say

The breeze is blowing, brisk and cold

Leaves are moving slightly, begin to fall

The walk goes by, I know the way by heart

Winter only lasts until spring

Your man is gone, my mind is drifting

Sitting at a table in the kitchen

Saying a few words about the day

Now I have to imagine what you say