The way the trees and fallin' rain remind me in a way
You had to choose a side to lose and divide yourself in two
The way it changed into a strange Cole Porter phrase
For me to leave the way I'd learned and found I couldn't turn
The way you were long before you were a walkin' civil war
But you forget where the road goes and tonite it shows
The way it trailed into a stream and lay down between
The way you were, the day we met, the way I lit your cigarette
Into your soul I tried to climb but found the hole too high