County Fair - Brian Martin

If all of the roads go the same direction and all of the signs give the same

reflection

why, why do I sit here alone

If the stars in the skies of her eyes are crying and everything alive is slowly

dying

what’s the use in pushing on

If the pain don’t sting and the blood don’t flow, if the wounds don’t seal and

the scars don’t show

then how we gonna learn to move on

If ya get lost or led astray and all the dead ends start to look the same

I hope my love will lead you home

Maybe letting go is the only way we can hold on

Maybe we gotta lose our way just to find where we belong

Maybe moving on is the only way to bring you home

But it’s probably gonna be another long cold night alone

Well if the day slips by and the sun drips low and a little more dough in your

hand is all you got to show

you’ve got nothing to show

Well it seems these days in our wants and our ways, we’re two rats racing

through the craze of a cruel world’s maze

Running till we fade away

And the struggles we consume keep us quick on the go, and the love we hide gets

lost in the love we show

There ain’t no room for love to grow

I need a mountain to love you need a mole hill to leave, we dove into a puddle

and we found it was as deep as the sea

But not the one that swept you from me