Well, it must have been ten years ago
When we first went down to that swimming hole
The water, it was fine
As we jumped into the river your face was lit with laughter
You carved our names into that pine
Well, we sat on the bank and we smoked and we drank
You kissed me like the end of the world
At the end of the summer, I was more than your lover
I was your friend, your confidant, your girl
Chorus
Now this place once so pure isn't that way anymore
And I'll meet you when the moon is high
We must leave our love a secret
You know I will keep it
For the names carved into the pines
I'll wait for you till the winter is through
Leaves fall one by one
Though I know you're not coming, I feel your footsteps running
Through my mind, oh lord, through my mind.
Chorus
credits
from Songs From A Trailer,
released January 1, 2012
Written by Hayley Thomas. Banjo by Jared Levanway. Bass by Katelen Frye. Guitar by Hayley Thomas.
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