I Just Came Home To Count The Memories
I saw roses choking in the grass
Flaking paint a broken windowpane
A mailbox barely standinâÂÔé¼ÂÔäó 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 howâÂÔé¼ÂÔäós 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 IâÂÔé¼ÂÔäóve 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
ArenâÂÔé¼ÂÔäót singing like they did when you were here
âÂÔé¼Â?£Cause thereâÂÔé¼ÂÔäós no happiness in music
If somebody isnâÂÔé¼ÂÔäót 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 donâÂÔé¼ÂÔäót have to wonder anymore
I just came home to count the memories
That IâÂÔé¼ÂÔäóve been counting in my mind
I just came home to count the memories
I guess itâÂÔé¼ÂÔäós time to say goodbye
