Whispering Her Name

Guess I'm doing ok now some days I don't even cry at all

Think I'm really gettin better but the summers slowly fading into fall

That means shorter days and longer nights ahead and that's not good for me

Guess I'll take it one day at a time

And pray each night her memory lets me be

I can make it through the day sometimes

Especially when the boss man's pushing me

And sometimes even nights go by alright with some help from of ole Jim Beam

But other times it's all that I can do to keep from goin down in flames

I'm doin fine no thoughts of crying then the wind starts whispering her name