Drove By Your House

I drove by your house today, but I didn't stop and stay

Your mother would invite me in, you'd prefer I leave but wouldn't say

Your old house looks the same, not a single brick has changed

A time capsule of our days, memories locked in weathered yellow paint

Someday I will turn in your driveway, get out of my car and say hi

Someday I will stop in for coffee and let you know that you were right

Someday I will finally apologize, but today I drove by

I will always think of you when I'm on 422

The way the timbers hide the clouds, the autumn colors, scenic routes and views

I know it's been too long, and I know that you are strong