The phone rings
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And I don't care who it is that is calling
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You moved our things from ours to his
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While outside the snow is falling
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The wedding band that meant so much
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Signified our blessed vow
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Like coffee spills and unpaid bills and all my pills
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It's in a dusty dresser drawer now
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I watched these trees from green to brown
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Suddenly this small town has gotten smaller
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The arctic breeze it sings to me, and says now look
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Any fool can go out and walk on water
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I shoulda known that time alone
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Would only serve to break you down
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Don't know why I sit and stare at that damn thing sitting there
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In a dusty dresser drawer now
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Snow has turned to water
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To please the trees
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And cheer up that late bloomer
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While I'm sipping on a beer counting down another year
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Couldn't come a second sooner
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I wonder how easily that ring it slid off of your finger
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Did you stop for a moment
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Let the memory of us linger
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Or was it just an afterthought
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Like casting water from a bow
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I'm past the point of crying
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For a love that lies there dying
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In a dusty dresser drawer now
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It's such a goddamn shame
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Right next to your picture frame
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In a dusty dresser drawer now
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If anybody asks me what I think, that love is for now, I'll tell them
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Look in a dusty dresser drawer now
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Dresser Drawer
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Amos Lee |