Green Aisles - Real Estate

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 tracks on

Ancient as the stone

Blacked out on a bicycle

I made my way back home

The houses were humming

All through the night

And winter was coming

But that was alright

All those wasted miles

All those aimless drives

Through green aisles

Our careless life style

It was not so unwise

No

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