She's got her head hanging out  of my pickup truck,
tracing the clouds with her fingers, eyes lit up.
So many wonders she saw with those eyes,
she loved being with me, I loved those times.
Sit by the roadside, share a cold drink,
drop a line in the water, no matter if we caught anything.
Hair just a blowing, laughter in the wind......
that was a long time ago, that was then.
Head hanging out of my pickup truck,
tears in the wind, she thinks life is all screwd up.
Won't answer my question, hell won't even talk,
I miss the times we had together,  handle on it all.
I can tell she is looking, sideways to see,
like she is trying to pull answers from me.
I keep telling her this is just a bump in the road,
aint nobody perfect, Lord only knows.
Wind Swept tears, yes this time mine,
I watch her walk  away.............
she turns....... smiles....
Dad , I'll be just fine.