May 31, 2005 22:17
Barely old enough to call it love
showin off skippin rocks across the water
stones
i handed one to you you put it in your pocket
said you love it said you'd keep it forever
stones
one by one they mark our passage
along this winding road we're on
with each turn we take
from the cradle to the grave
our lives are paved with stones
tiny velvet box one perfect little rock
a little thing just a ring but it says marry me
stones
we'll build ourselves a home where loves a cornerstone
we'll have children they'll have children till they roll of on their own
like stones
Burning stones, stepping stones skipping rocks
and dodgeing lots of sticks and stones
and ive been on both sides of the road in stones
the years are like the wind
they're here and gone again
they'll blow away our ever trace
all except our names engraved in stones