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