White Wooden Cross

A white, wooden cross by the side of the road

One  someone lost that I did not know

What  would I do?

What would I do?

If a white, wooden cross meant that I'd lost you

I  asked myself, "How would I let go?"

And  a thought appeared like a morning dew

And my blood ran cold

My  blood ran cold

As these sad ideas passed through

Tell me no lies

Tell me no lies

Is  it stranger to live?

Is it stranger to die?

What would I do?

What would I do?

If a white, wooden cross meant that I'd lost you

Tell me no lies

Tell me no lies

Is it stranger to live?

Is it stranger to be alive?

For all the people that I am not

And all their prayers and all their thoughts

There's so much more out there

Than here where I stand

I blow my horn for the whole band