12. Second Time

1. The early morning fog was lifting
Driving on a switchback road
An old song played to my tapping finger
Playin’ on the radio.

2. We had a fight, words were spoken
The magic left without a trace
But now I know just where I’m goin’
Can’t wipe this grin off my face.

CHO Like a circle closing
Like a fire that keeps you warm
Like a voice inside gently calling
The second time …. better than before.

3. Passing farms and picket fences
I thought about a gambler’s creed
Behind bad luck, if you take your chances
What comes next is twice as sweet

4. Sunday coffee, trading glances
I’m twice the man I used to be
I do believe in second chances
One for her, one for me.