I Just Came Home To Count The Memories



I saw roses choking in the grass

Flaking paint a broken windowpane

A mailbox barely standin’ by the driveway

I can almost see the name

A swing set and forgotten toys

Where little boys and girls played happy games

Everything I gave a damn about is gone

But all the memories still remain



The old man from the house across the street

Asked how’s it going and I said fine

The expression on his face would make me think

That he could almost read my mind

That Johnson boy from down the road was asking if

The kids could come and play

Lord, I wish I could have told him yes, but I

Just said I guess son, not today



I just came home to count the memories

That I’ve been counting in my mind

I just came home to count the memories

Of a better day and time



The birds that sang their pretty songs

Aren’t singing like they did when you were here

‘Cause there’s no happiness in music

If somebody isn’t close enough to hear

I picked a ragged daisy from its home

Out in the corner of the yard

She loves me, she loves me not

Now I don’t have to wonder anymore



I just came home to count the memories

That I’ve been counting in my mind

I just came home to count the memories

I guess it’s time to say goodbye