Living in Saw Mill Gulch Road

There's a lonely girl who's now fifteen

Since I've been gone

She's kept a part of me and something seen

Remembering

I took her home

We rode a car through rushing trees

The moon and night

It seemed so wrong to say goodbye

Things unsaid - it wasn't right

She's sneaking out her back window

I'm waiting in Saw Mill Gulch Road

She couldn't see me ride away

And leave her behind so all alone

A pack of cards for solitaire

Hidden meanings to stow away

Lots of things for memories

For when she dreams of future days