White Wooden Cross

A white, wooden cross by the side of the road
 One someone lost that I did not know
 What would I do?
 What would I do?
 If a white, wooden cross meant that I'd lost you
 I asked myself, "How would I let go?"
 And a thought appeared like a morning dew
 And my blood ran cold
 My blood ran cold
 As these sad ideas passed through
 
 Tell me no lies
 Tell me no lies
 Is it stranger to live?
 Is it stranger to die?
 What would I do?
 What would I do?
 If a white, wooden cross meant that I'd lost you
 
 Tell me no lies
 Tell me no lies
 Is it stranger to live?
 Is it stranger to be alive?
 For all the people that I am not
 And all their prayers and all their thoughts
 There's so much more out there
 Than here where I stand
 I blow my horn for the whole band