Joy, where have you gone
Promise me that you won't take too long
Change, a sudden turn
I'm reminded there is much to learn
Words are left behind
Words that you have left for me to find
And songs are never old,
Old enough to ever see you go
I hear the drying leaves
Tumbling down some uncoded (?) hill
They crumble in my hands
And they leave another void to fill
And I know how hard you try
I just wanted you to love the ride
And daughters and never old
Old enough to ever see you go
Fiends have taken hold
They retort a line where you are now
The stars oh how they hurt
Everytime I weekly raise the dirt
Everytime I weekly raise the dirt