Roots

Lately I'm loving being someone who cares
Little to nothing 'bout some bygone affair
Yeah, I've been wronged but that old song's not going nowhere
Light up them fields and get going

Pulling, pulling, pulling up the roots
Days I've wasted trying to make this bloom
You have my eyes, you have my name
Take better care of them than me
I won't waste another over you

Leaves are all rustin' bustin' loose from the trees
One more fall passing, one morе thing you didn't see
Cause it's the thought that counts, yes it's thе thought that counts
Its just the little lie, I hope you know
That its the thought that counts, that horrid thought that counts
It's just the little lie you left behind

Pulling, pulling, pulling up the roots
Days I've wasted trying to make this bloom
You have my eyes, you have my name
Take better care of them than me
I won't waste another over you