Текст: Sammy Kershaw. For Years.

There's a white mark on my hand
Where I wore our wedding band
Had to force myself to lay it down

So I put it in my drawer
Just can't wear that ring no more
I've carried it around for years

There's a picture that I've had
In my wallet hid in back
The one I like, the best of me and you

Gonna take it out today
And make myself throw it away
I've carried it around for years

Clean the shelves and sweep the floors
Hide things in the back of drawers
Take down the curtains that you made

Birthday cards and valentines
Everything you ever signed
Take 'em all and throw 'em all away

Clean the shelves and sweep the floors
Hide things in the back of drawers
Take down the curtains that you made

But some things you can't put down
Like the way 'I Love You' sounds
I'll carry that around for years

There's some things you can't put down
Like the way 'I Love You' sounds
I'll carry that around for years