Prettiest thing I ever did see Was lightning from the top of a cloud Moving through the dark a million miles an hour With somewhere to be
So why does it seem like a picture Just hangin’ up on someone else’s wall Lately I just haven’t been myself at all It’s heavy on my mind
Now I’m dreamin’ again Like I’ve always been Way down low I still know that The prettiest thing I ever did see Was dusty as the handle on the door Rusty as a nail stuck in the ol’ pine floor Looks like home to me
Now I’m dreamin’ again Like I’ve always been Way down low thinking of The prettiest thing