From the recording Blue Run

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Lyrics

Blowing in the Dust
© Lyrics by Brian Nelson and Ken Mathiesen August 2013

V1
Just read it in our small town paper
you are getting married later this month
And it hit me, your last name could've been mine
Got me thinking that could have been us

C
there was a time I called you mine
you sat next to me in my truck
drinking that homemade wine
doing our best to get stuck
now those days are like the sands of time
they are blowing with the dust

V2
I do recall a long summer that stretched into fall
I was so proud you were mine I thought I had it all
but I had to leave and our love didn't grow stronger
time just grew longer, until it was nothing at all

C
there was a time I called you mine
you sat next to me in my truck
drinking anything we could find
we loved each other so much
now those days are the sands of time
they are blowing with the dust

Bridge
someday when your home alone with a paper in your lap
you see my name where I saw yours and it takes you back

C
there was a time I called you mine
you sat next to me in my truck
drinking anything we could find
we loved each other so much
now those days are the sands of time
they are blowing with the dust

Outro
Those days are like the sands of time they are blowing with the dust
Those days are like the sands of time they are blowing with the dust