Lyrics

I was watchin' our old driveway
Beer can on the windowsill
Red moon risin' in the distance
And our house was cold and still

I waited 'til past midnight
And I could feel the morning turn to dust
Wedding photos on the wall,
Helped a lonely heart recall
When tomorrow still believed in us

Slipped my future off my finger
And dropped it in the empty can
Called the local Greyhound depot
Grabbed a one-way to Cheyenne

Guess I could've stayed and argued with you
'bout things we never did discuss
But I'd disappeared by dawn,
Cos I knew the days were gone
When tomorrow still believed in us

And the things I saved and carried with me
Were things that old driver couldn't see
They were memories of passion and trust
When tomorrow still believed in us

You were gonna sneak in quiet
and then tip-toe up our stairs
Then you found a house of shadows
And a can beside my chair

Friends say you're lonesome and you're sorry
But your fickle heart will soon adjust
Then the past will be a haze,
And you won't relive the days
When tomorrow still believed in us

And the things that I saved and carried with me
Were things that old driver couldn't see
They were memories of passion and trust
When tomorrow still believed in us


©2010 Robert George and Cameron Earnshaw