i think of you as the minutes pass
on the roads past
Mercy Springs Road.
i see it now, the posterior view
in a mountains hue,
Mercy Springs Road.
in the days after the start
i knew you'd always have my heart,
Mercy Springs Road.
and though the roads seem to wind me
around your memory to kindly lie to me.
Everytime,
i'd still drive
Mercy Spring Road.
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