The Harvest of 2005

Though I can't condone the things you did
I love you, babe, I always will

It wasn't quite twenty years ago
When on your knees you did propose

You promised, babe, til death you vowed
That nothing would end the love we found

In sickness and health, through good and bad
Nothing altered the love we had

We raised a family a farm and found joy
For eighteen years with two girls and a boy

Now the babies are teens and things have changed
You ran off with a woman half your age

With no explanation, no kiss goodbye
I'm left with the kids and we're wondering why

"Mommy, doesn't Daddy love me no more?"
"What did I do wrong?" and "Who's that girl?"

"'Til death do us part" you promised me
But it wasn't death, just forty-three

I have no answers, I can't understand
Why you'd choose the desert over the promised land

Now I have no choice but to pack up the tears
Face the future and all my fears

You're not coming back. I know that now
But the kids and I will make it somehow

Can I ask of you one thing before we say our goodbyes
Look at the tears in your children's eyes

And know this, they will reap the seeds you have planted
I guess that's something you took for granted

I'll never understand the things you did
But I love you, babe, I always will.