Step over step, a skip and a stoop
You watch while I laugh
and I sing while you dance
We pretend we're all we have

The woods around are echoing sounds
The town is close and the railroad ties
They bake in the sun, old familiar smells
Of oil and wood and bright, clear skies

I miss the comfort
I miss the house
I miss where we were
I miss our bouts

Let's put a penny on the track
Pretend that train is rushing back
Let's put a chance card in the bag
and pull out one where it's our turn
again

A bittersweet ending
It's almost what you wanted
You think you know what's best for me
I guess you're just too honest

Because if there was such a thing
Treasure it and keep it bound
like an old diamond ring
You'll pass the goodness down

I miss the comfort
I miss the house
I know where we are
And I still miss our bouts

Let's put a penny on the track
Pretend that train is rushing back
Let's put a chance card in the bag
and pull out one where it's our turn
again

Crown your hair with daisies
They may wilt but I will not
I can wait for answers
Patience learned but never taught

Kick the ruts in the path
We can tap our heels together
I'll be waiting on the tracks
No regrets here whatsoever

I miss your comfort
I miss the house
I know where you are
and what we're all about