Green Aisles

Under dormant trees Under bright lit skies Mountains of maple leaves Standing side by side The phone lines The street lights Led me to you And if you Just sit tight I'll be there soon All those wasted miles All those aimless drives Through green aisles Our careless life style It was not so unwise No I rode right pass The train tracks on Ancient as the stone Blacked out on a bicycle I made my way back home The houses were humming All through the night And winter was coming But that was alright All those wasted miles All those aimless drives Through green aisles Our careless life style It was not so unwise No The phone lines The street lights Led me to you And if you Just sit tight I'll be there soon All those wasted miles All those aimless drives Through green aisles Our careless life style It was not so unwise No