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Turn away from the pain you don't want |
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Turnin' down to avoid them when they call |
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Strange words I heard a long, long time ago |
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I wish I could go back to a summertime |
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I knew more than twenty years ago |
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Lay between the sheets |
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Lie underneath the maple tree |
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Now I can't smile |
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Lyin' down in the grass with the wind around us as we smile and talk |
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Listen to your grandma sing those country songs |
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She'd tell us how the maple turns to fire every four years |
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We'd lay in the grass all summer just to watch the autumn come around |
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I can't smile |
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I can't smile |
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Now I live alone |
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And you're so far away |
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Yeah, I call you every year |
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Just around the holidays |
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I still see you in the night |
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Lyin' above me in the grass |
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I can't smile |
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Turn away from the pain you don't want |
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Turnin' down to avoid them when they call |
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I can't believe this letter that says you died |
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I think I'm gonna go back the the house in North Carolina |
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And lay in the back yard |
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Get drunk and let the leaves just bury me, bury me |
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I can't smile |
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I can't smile |
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I don't know what's happened to me |
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I can't smile |
