Winstons

I found my Winstons in the trash

She swears she's said a hundred times

That I won't make her graduation

If I get cancer and I die

I called late on your birthday

But I called you all the same

And I hear the crack in your voice

Now every time you say my name

And as long as we keep tryin'

We'll make good with pieces from the bad

And as long as we keep tryin'

Well I reckon that's all that we can ask

Will it take a hundred times?

Or will it take a thousand more?

I always get back on my feet

Gettin' good at gettin' off the floor

And as long as we keep tryin'

We'll make good with pieces from the bad

And as long as we keep tryin'

I reckon that's all that we can ask