Dallas Green

SOMETIMES

Dallas Green

If I was a simple man, Would we still walk hand in hand? If I suddenly went blind, Would you still look in my eyes? What happens when I grow old? And all my stories have been told? Will your heart still race for me? Or will it march to a new beat?

If I was a simple man, I’d own no home, I’d own no land . Would you still stand by my side? And would our flame still burn so bright?