I saw roses choking in the grass
Flaking paint, a broken window pane
Mailbox barely standing by the driveway
I can almost see the name
A swing set and forgotten toys
For little boys and girls played happy games
Everything I gave a damn about is gone
But all the memories still remain
The old man from the house across the street
Asked how's it going and I said fine
But the expression on his face would make me think
He could almost read my mind
That Johnson boy from down the road
Was a good old man
I was asking if the kids could come and play
Lord, I wish I could have told him yes
But I just said I guess I'm not today
I just came home to count the memories
That I've been counting in my mind
I just came home to count the memories
From a better day and time
Birds that sing a pretty song
Aren't singing like they did when you were here
Cause there's no happiness in music
In the world of music
If somebody isn't close enough to care
I picked a ragged daisy
From its home out in the corner of the yard
She loves me, she loves me
I don't have to wander anymore
I just came home to count the memories
That I've been counting in my mind
I just came home to count the memories
From a better day and time
I just came home to count the memories