I know
You believe in miracles
And that this love
Will come back around
And I know
You believe the grass is growing
Across this winter
To the south of this town
I know
Your kiss is sweeter
Than the dust
That this love has become
Yet, I know
Your path is clearer
Shed of me
Out there on your own
I don't intend to sound ungrateful
You've given love when I had none
My feet have tread upon the road you're on
And I know
That it's not my way home
I know
That it's not my way home
I know
That it's not my way home
You know
This love has left us
Don't count the years
It took a long time to kill
And I know
You will find a place for memories
You'll be out there runnin'
I will be here to be still
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