Book Of Love
Turn away from the pain you don't want
Turning down to avoid them when they call
Strange words I heard a long long time ago
I wish I could back to a summer time
I knew more than twenty years ago
can't lay between the sheets
we lie underneath the maple tree now
now I can't smile
lying in the grass with the wind around us
as we smile and talk
listen to your Grandma sing those country songs
She'd tell us how the maple turns to fire
every four years
we'd lay in the grass all summer long
just to watch the autumn come around. . .
I can't