My memory lane is cracked and uneven. Just yesterday I walked through my old home. Familiar yet unfamiliar. I wonder if her someone new notices all the small reminders of the old me. And now, today, the song the radio is a time machine. Where she is in the living room wondering who I am now and why …
love or something like it
I want you to notice me…to notice me with your whole being. Of course, when you walk past, you'll smile, nod, and maybe say my name like you always do. But you won't really notice me. How could you really when you don't know the real me. When I see you, I am desperate and …
Healing
I used to lay my head next to yours every night now I can't remember the color of your eyes what's become of my life. Your hand in hers cuts like a knife. You looked me in the eyes said you weren't with her oh, man how you lie. But the seeing you with her …
a romance with the road
this romance with the road comes with a map that guides my way. but I am still always running late. 'cause even with a map you can find yourself lost from time to time and losing time can take its toll. as the tires are getting worn and the miles stretch out longer each day …
the singer with tears in your eyes
The singer with tears in your eyes. Sometimes you fall, sometimes you fly Tonight you cry. The singer with tears in your eyes. Reminiscing about stolen guitars but still, you sing. Your pain is tearing at my own heartstrings. Not even the microphone can hide the anguish. The tools of a songwriter's trade...a cherished legacy …
Dixie's Road Trip 