I saw roses choking in the grass
Flaking paint a broken windowpane
A mailbox barely standin’ by the driveway
I can almost see the name
A swing set and forgotten toys
Where little boys and girls played happy games
Everything I gave a damn about is gone
But all the memories still remain
The old man from the house across the street
Asked how’s it going and I said fine
The expression on his face would make me think
That he could almost read my mind
That Johnson boy from down the road was asking if
The kids could come and play
Lord, I wish I could have told him yes, but I
Just said I guess son, not today
I just came home to count the memories
That I’ve been counting in my mind
I just came home to count the memories
Of a better day and time
The birds that sang their pretty songs
Aren’t singing like they did when you were here
‘Cause there’s no happiness in music
If somebody isn’t close enough to hear
I picked a ragged daisy from its home
Out in the corner of the yard
She loves me, she loves me not
Now I don’t have to wonder anymore
I just came home to count the memories
That I’ve been counting in my mind
I just came home to count the memories
I guess it’s time to say goodbye
