Six Feet from the Flowers

They said it would get easier
They don’t know a thing
Well they never saw your curls shake
When you came in out of the rain
Never seen your eyes swell up
When you knww someone in pain
I still have all your photographs
I’ve put them away
Well I should have known
That the days would get this long
Well, you’re six feet from the flowers
I’m driving home alone
I still have all your trinkets
They’re covered up in dust
I still have my old workbench
But the tools have gone to rust
With no one left to impress
I haven’t built a thing
I reach into my pocket
And hold your wedding ring
Well I should have known
That the days would get this long
Well, you’re six feet from the flowers
I’m driving home alone
I know you’re waiting on me
At a table for two
The years have brought some wrinkles
But that won’t bother you
I will wear your favorite shirt
And bring your dancing shoes
I’m just waiting on the day
That I can be there too
Well I should have known
That the days would get this long
Well you’re six feet from the flowers
I’m driving home lone
Well I should have known
That the days would get this long
Well you’re six feet from the flowers
I’m driving home alone
Well you’re six feet from the flowers
And babe I’m coming home