From the recording All for a Little


Here I am yet again
Talking 'bout what has been
Stir up the past, I say
Give me a touch of gray

I miss you every day
I live inside your name
Wish you could've stayed

Time might heal some wounds for you
But mine just seal and croon the blues
And grief is a hand with no place to land

Sorrow came dancing in
two-stepped you out with the wind
Loss in the getaway car
almost like a work of art

Maybe I have love
that has no place to go
where's it gonna go?