Driving through the great, white North
The mountains, they were all Spring loaded
Gushing like a divorcee who finally found someone to love her
Little feet and great, big dreams
You know that I'm so sentimental
It's not as easy as it seems
There's only so much one can handle
And maybe, on May Day,
I could be as happy as I looked in a photograph with you
With you
I'm not the person that I was
I'm not the one you used to run to
You will not hear from me because of
Shame that I have brought upon you
And maybe, on May Day,
I will carry with me the memory of the way my darlings grew
They grew
And grew
And you, you can find me
In the aisles of the truck stop
Where the toys are all half price
And I, I'm disappointed
And just because I'm smiling
Doesn't mean that I am happy with my life
Still I got this thing I do
And I got this love for you
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And maybe, on May Day
I will find forgiveness for the awful things I did to you
And the way that I left you
That I left you