Before you left to go away
I wrote down what I couldn't say
I bet you read it on the road
With foggy lights and fingers cold
Now you drove so far but now you know
How rough it is to let me go
Let me recommend that you think twice
And I always give the best advice
So come on back to where you know I'll be
Let's go sit under the apple tree
You can floor that thing, let the engine roar
The wheels they'll spin
The rain it pours
If there's regret that you feel about the choice you made
You'll just have to deal before it goes away
You ask me how I feel
Here's what I say
that I'm doing fine, just fine
I'm doing fine