Well I thought that she liked me 

Since I've been around 

And I know she might be maybe taken and she's playing 

hard to get more like hard to tell well she never fooled me at all 

Those nights they were mostly 

spent at the Glen in bare feet 

I'm questioning her thoughts of me 

smoking on something I shouldn't be 

Well I'll take you where no cars will go where that trail ends 

it’s where we begin to grow 
 

There's dead birds in that creek wash your feet when we get back home 

And I'll try not to sink or be weakened when these weeks are gone 
 

I remember when you told me you want to see better things 

It's a damn shame when them plans change 

and we're stuck outside by some airplanes 

There was no one knowing us and we bought time inside of those old city lines 
 

There is one thing that you taught me 

to not shake a hand too softly 

In the western land we were walking 

And the best of men they did cross me we hurried in and then we left slow 

I headed home with a lesson I never did know 
 

There's dead birds in that creek wash your feet when we get back home 

And I'll try not to sink or be weakened when these weeks are gone 

I don't recall ever thinking that 

we were not meant to last 

On the roof I found truth in how we attract and I'd give today to have that one 

back because distance well it is no match for love and the truest love at that 

There's dead birds in that creek wash your feet when we get back home 

I'll try not to sink or be weakened when these weeks are gone