Grandparents took us to the fair “I need a penny”
I said all sweaty in joy, grandad said “I don’t have many
more. But go on and play along”
Now I’m sitting at the ice cream shop in love, one I miss every day
I’m waiting for the walking green, woman at the florist’s ties a new bouquet.
I think of North Carolina and the South
Think of all the things I couldn’t live without
but now I do
Now I can’t function without you
I walk by the fair, your touch over my hand and I think of how I have everything I want
and how I wouldn’t trade you
for an extra penny or a ride-along.