Dian

SaraBorden

Dian, you say the sun is going down
But it’s a ways across town
I think we’ve got a little light left

Dian, you say you miss me when we talk
But I’m the only one who calls
Ain’t it funny how that works out

Dian, first your sister then your son
And god knows there were other ones
I can see why you stay numb

Dian, do you remember when we climbed
Naughty kids magnolia heights
Alabama in the summertime