Song | Love at the End of the Road |
Artist | Kevin Sharp |
Album | Measure of a Man |
(sam tate/annie tate) | |
The farm was still standing at the end of the road | |
And the mailbox still carried our name | |
In spite of the dust and the weeds and the dust | |
The old place looked almost the same | |
The screen door was slamming real slow in the wind | |
Like it did out this time each november | |
Like someone applauding the end of a dream | |
That no one could seem to remember | |
When she came around from the side of the house | |
She looked likde the day we first met | |
And before i could speak she was there in my arms | |
Sayin?something il never forget | |
She said, i knew you come back | |
My heart told me so | |
Men like you search every corner on earth | |
When there love here at the end of the road | |
It was hard to believe he was 71 | |
The way that he still got around | |
His station was still full service, by gosh | |
And he fixed every car in this town | |
I stood in the door and saw nothin?had changed | |
That stubborn old son-of-a-gun | |
Not the clock on the wall not the soda machine | |
Or the sign that said, "miller & son" | |
He said, i knew you come back | |
My heart told me so | |
Men like you search every corner on earth | |
When there love here at the end of the road | |
The roof needed mending and the walls needed paint | |
But the stained glass still gave them a glow | |
I couldn bear one more unanswered prayer | |
So i turned and i started to go | |
Then i heard a voice from the back of the room | |
That would make any sinner believe | |
And the words that he spoke they went right to my soul | |
And brought me right down to my knees | |
She said, i knew you come back | |
My heart told me so | |
Men like you search every corner on earth | |
When there love here at the end of the road |
sam tate annie tate | |
The farm was still standing at the end of the road | |
And the mailbox still carried our name | |
In spite of the dust and the weeds and the dust | |
The old place looked almost the same | |
The screen door was slamming real slow in the wind | |
Like it did out this time each november | |
Like someone applauding the end of a dream | |
That no one could seem to remember | |
When she came around from the side of the house | |
She looked likde the day we first met | |
And before i could speak she was there in my arms | |
Sayin? something i l never forget | |
She said, i knew you come back | |
My heart told me so | |
Men like you search every corner on earth | |
When there love here at the end of the road | |
It was hard to believe he was 71 | |
The way that he still got around | |
His station was still full service, by gosh | |
And he fixed every car in this town | |
I stood in the door and saw nothin? had changed | |
That stubborn old sonofagun | |
Not the clock on the wall not the soda machine | |
Or the sign that said, " miller son" | |
He said, i knew you come back | |
My heart told me so | |
Men like you search every corner on earth | |
When there love here at the end of the road | |
The roof needed mending and the walls needed paint | |
But the stained glass still gave them a glow | |
I couldn bear one more unanswered prayer | |
So i turned and i started to go | |
Then i heard a voice from the back of the room | |
That would make any sinner believe | |
And the words that he spoke they went right to my soul | |
And brought me right down to my knees | |
She said, i knew you come back | |
My heart told me so | |
Men like you search every corner on earth | |
When there love here at the end of the road |