Unspoken

I could tell you now But it won’t count for nothing I was always there Does that account for something It’s never easy To remember that your gone now Sometimes I take that back road Next to the silo To think about the last day That we had I never said the word I just came to tell you That you’re not forgotten Slowing down to see you As I’m driving by your coffin I never stop though Cuz after all your gone now Sometimes I take the back road Next to the silo To think about the Last day that we had I never said the word I take the back road Next to the silo Just in case I see you There again I never said the word