Prettiest thing
I ever did see
Was lightning from the top of a cloud
Moving through the dark million miles an hour
With somewhere to be

So why does it seem
Like a picture
Is 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 ol´ pine floor
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´