A Little Song

Well I've got a little tune that I could hum to turn back time Back to all our better days and nights Well now what a fool to figure that forever you'd be mine Well I wrote a little rhyme to make it right And I found a pretty way to say That I can't throw it all away A little song to make you stay Well I've been looking backward now until I've damn near gone blind Searching for a pretty sight to see Finding out the only thing I'm needing now to find Is finally standing right in front of me And I think I stole a melody To stop you now from leaving me A little song to make you see Well you could kill the engine and just cool it for awhile And I could do my best just to keep it light And maybe for a moment you'll remember how to smile Maybe we're fogetting how to fight Well you don't want me anymore Just wait until I count to four And you're tapping on the hardwood floor And I'll sing it for you til I'm blue For any good that it could do A little song to pull us through Well I've got a little tune that I could hum to turn back time Back to all our better days and nights Well what fool to figure that forever you'd be mine Well I wrote a little rhyme to make it right --- A Little Song - Turnpike Troubadours