A Little Song - Turnpike Troubadours

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