Yellow Flowers

I waited a whole day
To hear them call my name
Walked past a quiet woman
Starring with black eyes
Into a door, into a room
Where they all smile at you

"How are you dear?
Give me your hand.
Where are you from?
My, you drove a long way,"
My clothes are huddled
In a bag by my feet
You said you'd wait for me
And drive when it's time to leave

I guess your yellow flowers
Didn't live to cover up the death
I guess the tears I cried
Couldn't save what we left
At the end of the day
It's still what we gave away

On the ride home
I admired the rolling hills
Smelled those north Georgia pines
Saw the small airport in woods
As you held my hand
And promised, "Never again,"

I guess your yellow flowers
Didn't live to cover up the death
I guess the tears I cried
Couldn't save what we left
At the end of the day
It's still what we gave away

I know what we did was right
But I don't think we'll be alright
Oh, I know I did the right thing
But I don't think we'll forget anything
Do you think you could forgive anything?

I guess your yellow flowers
Didn't live to cover up the death
I guess the tears I cried
Couldn't save what we left
At the end of the day
It's still what we gave away