Griffith
I know you believe in miracles
That this love will come back around
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
I know you will find a place for memories
And you'll be out there runnin' ... I will be here to be still
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
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