White Wooden Cross

A white, wooden cross by the side of the road One  someone lost that I did not know What  would I do? What would I do? If a white, wooden cross meant that I'd lost you I  asked myself, "How would I let go?" And  a thought appeared like a morning dew And my blood ran cold My  blood ran cold As these sad ideas passed through Tell me no lies Tell me no lies Is  it stranger to live? Is it stranger to die? What would I do? What would I do? If a white, wooden cross meant that I'd lost you Tell me no lies Tell me no lies Is it stranger to live? Is it stranger to be alive? For all the people that I am not And all their prayers and all their thoughts There's so much more out there Than here where I stand I blow my horn for the whole band