Busy Not Crying
Well I'm busy not crying and I'm too tied up to care
Not thinking 'bout her is a 24-hour affair
I can't weep, I can't worry
My whole life's just a hustle and hurry
Busy not crying over somebody that ain't there.
Early each morning I roll out of bed
Jumping all around and shaking my head
Trying to steer clear of the things she left behind
There's a pink pair of slippers and a coffee cup
One I can't fill, one not to fill up
Any more not to do and I think I'm gonna lose my mind
Moving each day at a mighty quick pace
But my heart stays in the same sad place
Nothing that heavy could ever catch up to me
It takes all the fuel I can fit in my car
To ride around the spots where the memories are
And it's a full-blown chore overlooking what's plain to see
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