Collect my thoughts Wipe away a tear Push it back down To where I hide my fear A few more miles And I'll be there The headlights paint the fences Of places we once shared It's time I start accepting What is and what has been The aftertaste of heartache Still bitter on my tongue No prayer left to whisper No song left unsung The white lines keep on blurring Like the thoughts inside my head The aftertaste of heartache For the words I left unsaid I pass the playground Where we laughed all day Your ghost rides in the silence That never goes away The flowers on the dashboard Purchased on the way I’m coming home to tell you What I never got to say Maybe time will dull the edges Maybe rain will wash the stone But I still taste your memory And I know I’m not alone It's time I start accepting What is and what has been Yeah, it's time I start accepting What is and what has been I park beneath the willow And kill the engine’s sound The silence feels familiar Like you’re still around I whisper just to prove it That I made it here again No one answers, but I feel you In the stillness and the rain Yeah, we need a little rain We all need a little rain
