?

the girl you used to love has gone to idaho

eat your potatoes

and drink your beer

the branches by the river

rub together like bones

another bowl of soup

all alone

time passes in a fury

when hearts are racing to the finish

there are no short cuts

when it comes to love

you just lost sight of the present

let it melt away with the snow

the dogs are begging for you

to come on back home

who could have predicted

the way things would go

just about anyone

with two eyes and a head

just about anyone

that's who

just about anyone

but me and you

just about anyone

but me and you