She hung her clothes out on the line
Just like she'd done a thousand times
And she saw her reflection on the windowpane
She heard the creakin' of the old weather vane
And she knew life would never be the same
She'd come to know the ache in her heart
Like a trusted old friend who would soon depart
But what would replace this emptiness?
Somehow she knew it would be contentedness
And she knew life would never be the same
Sometimes when life hits so hard
And you've got to just get by day by day
It'll all be okay, in a different way
The lilac tree has overgrown where her clothes used to dry
But she still likes to sit and watch the spring clouds float on by
She sees her reflection on the window pane
And life has gotten better, in a different way
And sometimes when life hits so hard
And you've got to just get by day by day
It'll all be okay, in a different way
Copyright © 2008 by Warren Akin / Wanigan. All Rights Reserved.
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