The Prettiest Thing

The prettiest thing I ever did see Was lightning from the top of a cloud Moving through the dark A million miles an hour with somewhere to be So why does it seem like a picture That's hangin' up on someone else's wall? Lately I just haven't been myself at all It's heavy on my mind And I'm dreamin' again Like I've always been Way down low I still know That the prettiest thing I ever did see Was dusty as the handle on the door Rusty as a nail stuck in the old pine floor It looks like home to me Now I'm dreamin' again Like I've always been Way down low Thinkin' of the prettiest thing Dreamin' Dreamin'