In a future that could never be,
A dream that couldn’t last.
Between the road not taken
And the straight and narrow path.
There ain’t no silver linings
‘cause there ain’t no skies of grey.
Just you and I, but worlds collide
When who we are starts standing in the way.
In a future that we left behind
A spring that never comes.
We’re walking hand-in-hand
And laughing in each other’s arms.
A songbird morning serenades
Our stable, simple life.
And destiny’s trajectory won’t steal ya from my side.
But lately I’ve been waitin’ on the wayward winds to blow
Down in Lonesome Valley where the love-sick ramblers go.
With regretful heart forget-me-nots
Your brown-eyed babe ain’t never coming home.
In a future that could hardly bloom
And withered all away.
Tomorrow’s rising sun was more than just my yesterday.
Sometimes you’ll find your truth beyond
Opinions you believe,
And what you want tied to the loss of
Things you think you need.
But you can find me drifting where the wayward winds will blow
Lost in Lonesome Valley reaping everything I’ve sown.
With regretful heart forget-me-nots
Your brown-eyed babe ain’t never coming home.
We fell for expectations, and we stumbled on our pride
We’ve knocked us down then picked us up again.
So maybe give it one last try
On second thought, just say goodbye
It’s where you’re gonna go, not where ya been.
Remember me each time you feel those wayward winds that blow
Far from Lonesome Valley where the Black-eyed Susan’s grow.
With regretful heart forget-me-nots
Your brown-eyed babe ain’t never coming home.