Some things are just too tame to be wild

A little too pure to be any kind of defiled

Like a sunny day spent wandering a country lane

Getting a little clarity to keep a mind sane

Moments spent down at the ole fishing hole

Are the moments that keep a person healthy and whole

Some times it seems our modern world has it’s momentum

That stresses us out, dragging us down and then some

But, when you look out on a clear, sunny day

And tell your tall tales of the one that got away

And she did you know, she got clear away

Because despite all of your talk you couldn’t find words to say

That some things are just too tame to be wild

And a little to pure to be any kind of defiled….

Like ….

… your love

… for her