White

There’s a body in the road Baby I love you We hit the ice and the turn went blind There was nothing I could do Stone sleep stone white Stone bed stone night And my girl is dead There’s a body in the car Out across my headlights in the field Somewhere birds are flying home There ain’t nothing moving here Stone sleep stone white Stone bed stone night And my girl is dead And I can see the light flashing coming over the hill and I can hear the sirens crying all around me and I wish that I new a lullaby that Explained to myself what it means to be alive There’s a body in the crowd Newspaper crews There ain’t nothing to a photograph Of policemen staring at their shoes Stone sleep stone white Stone bed stone night And my girl is dead