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