The Song That Never Was

Going through my thoughts on a lonely road that’s long

It seems you’re always right and I’m always wrong

I’ve tried everything to keep us alive

Waiting for the grim reaper to finally arrive

One thing left to do is write a song.

But I found out real quick.

I can’t write a song to save my life

I’d dedicate it to my beautiful wife

Whoa, The harder I try the words just wither up and die

I have to confess this song is a mess

Words came to me like a lightning crash

I crumbled them up and threw em in the trash

Why is it so hard to put feelings into words

Every time I try they end up sounding backwards

One day I’ll sit down and write a hit

Not today though, this song makes me wanna quit.

I can’t write a song to save my life

I’d dedicate it to my beautiful wife

Whoa, The harder I try the words just wither up and die

I have to admit this song is a bomb that’s been lit

As I write this last verse

I feel like I’ve been cursed

All I ever wanted to say

Is that I love you more today