After the service on them old church steps

Congregation spilling into the streets

Ain't it funny how the preacher's words

Disappear out here on the curb

Once the weight of an old friend's body and your hands meet

Tending bar up in Syracuse

Momma called when she got the news

Hell, I don't know who she'll miss more, you or me

No, it didn't feel real, no not 'til now

Behind this long black Lincoln in our little town

Rolling by buildings I never thought again I'd see

And I can't help but think about all that we could have been

Had you not stayed here and settled for a life with him

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Buried is the secret that was us

I can still see you standing there

Swollen eyes and snow in your hair

And your shaking voice say you couldn't get past the shame

Eight weeks into a nine month ride

Either way it's still a lie

Carrying your child with another man's name

And I can't help but think about all that we could have been

Had you not stayed here and settled for a life with him

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Buried is the secret that was us

I walk up and shake his hand, tell him just how sorry I am

And what I wouldn't give to have you back

I wonder if you're looking down on all who is gathered 'round

Knowing one day I too will find peace

And I can't help but think about all that we could have been

Had you not stayed here and settled for a life with him

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Buried is the secret that was us

Buried is the secret that was us