(Mary Chapin Carpenter)
Everywhere I see the signs, pointing one direction
No more twists or crooked turns, leaving room for doubt
Where I used to take the time for quiet and reflection
Now I only hear the noise of what I am without
I see them walking hand in hand, and my eyes just want to linger
On those golden wedding bands, wrapped around their fingers
By the time I turn away, I feel it once again
I'm back in this familiar place, outside looking in
Baby, all the tears between us couldn't fill the spaces
And all the word we grasped at, they just fell away
I kept waiting on forgiveness to fix the broken places
But nothing even like it ever came my way
And tonight I drove around, and the street came up before me