look at the trees…
yea…
colors…
uhuh…
clouds…
looks like rain…
yes…it does…
(said somethin’ about goin’ home…)
tired of rain…
uhuh…
pretty soon snow…
yep…
(said somethin’ about needing to spend some time alone)
I miss mom…
i know…
she in heaven…
see the birds flying South…
(and she wondered out loud what it was she had to find)
is that where people go…
to heaven…
yea…
if they’re good Josh…if they’re good…
and mom’s in heaven…
(but she’s already made up her mind…already made up her mind)
look at the trees Josh…
I see them…I see them…why are you crying…
don’t know Josh…don’t know…
(already made up her mind….)
*She’s Already Made Up Her Mind…by Lyle Lovett.
