never been to Mexico
never seen Idaho
never reached for the sky
never even wondered why
my two feet upon the ground
spending days looking down
only thing I define
your shadow next to mine
and the only words I need to know
are those three carved long ago
when the day is gone
and the lights turned out
I will know what life's about
when November rolls around
when the snow is on the ground
when your footprints drift my way
you will bring a sunny day
as my thoughts begin to fade
and my passion turns to gray
everything I've ever known
came from you alone
and the only words I need to know
are those three carved long ago
when the day is gone
and the lights turned out
I will know what life's about
never been to Mexico
never seen Idaho
never reached for the sky
never even wondered why
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