Thinking of You

The doctor finally says something,
“It's gonna be alright, it'll pass, you'll see.”
He writes in his prescription pad,
Stands up and hands it to me.
I pick it up on my way home
Even though it's a little out of the way,
But I don't take any. I might tomorrow
But I just wanna be sad today
Thinking of you

I went to get some groceries and saw an old friend,
Well...a pastor I once had.
He asked me “how's it going?” I told him.
He said, “hmm, that's too bad.”
And he smiled and patted my back
In such an encouraging way
That I went home and read my bible,
But I still wanna be sad today
Thinking of you

I drove out there with an excuse,
To make sure everything was all right.
It all looked beautiful—
The marble catching the last of the afternoon light.
I stood in the grass and looked at the stones
But I didn't stay.
I know you wouldn't want it that way or want me to be
But I'm sad today.