Lyrics of
Green Aisles

Under dormant trees, under bright-lit skies
Mountains of maple leaves standing side by side
The phone lines, the street lights led me to you
And if you just sit tight, I'll be there soon
All those wasted miles
All those aimless drives through green aisles
Our careless life style
It was not so unwise, no
I rode right past the train trestle, ancient as a stone