new song...

Six street lights and a big ole hill

Will lead the way to where you lived

Two flat tires and a rusty chain

Feels too much like yesterday

Everyday to your house i rode

Asking your mom if you could play

As soon as sixteen came i drove

And no longer was it so far away

So frequently did i go

Twenty-three now we're engaged
Then married with two kids our own
That beat up bike seems so long ago
When we left our troubles on that road
Now this is the story that I have told...

She drove off... without a sign
A trace of where she had been
You try to erase the past...
But sugar you know... I wont pretend