Lost
Music & Lyrics By: Donald Stephan Jones
I ride through the leaves, falling from the trees
As my hat blows to the ground
Suddenly it feels like fingers in my hair
As the wind whispers in my ear
Come on home
Come on home
I sit on a log, by a falling tree
With the wind screaming down at me
I shiver in the cold, and button my coat
And pretend you’re next to me
It’s so cold
Without you
Chores
And I’ve been lost in my tears
Cause I’ve been hiding from my fears
And I’ve been running with Jack Daniels,
And your picture on my chain
The rivers running cold and moving fast
It will only take a second for my last gasp
Nothing to do but let it all go
But the wind keeps calling me back
Come on home
Come on home
Middle
I know I gave her every excuse in the book
I drank my way to where I am today
Oh, I Lost my soul along the way
It’s my own damn fault
The suns peaks out from the corner of a cloud
I look up and begin to smile
Maybe this isn’t my last day
Maybe a man can change his ways
I’m’ going home
I’m going home
Chores
Cause I was lost in my tears
And I was hiding from my fears
And I’ve been running with Jack Daniels,
And your picture on my chain
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