Driven by Clouds

Sun is shining, it is fall I saw wood all day, I am home I still feel sweat and sawdust stuck on my skin I am driving, I start thinking Your man is gone, my mind is drifting Sitting at a table in the kitchen Saying a few words about the day Now I have to imagine what you say The breeze is blowing, brisk and cold Leaves are moving slightly, begin to fall The walk goes by, I know the way by heart Winter only lasts until spring Your man is gone, my mind is drifting Sitting at a table in the kitchen Saying a few words about the day Now I have to imagine what you say