Lyrics Change Of Plans - Forrest Frank

Well, that didn't work out now, did it?
It seems the storm was a tad too turbulent for the cowboy
And you know how it gets in the desert
When it rains, it pours

But the funny thing about storms is
Though they may seem dark and grim at first
That downfall settles into the storm
And finds its way to the seas
And when the warm sunshine announces its presence
May colors return and all sorts of beauty is produced

For our companion and his lady
It seems that initial root was deep enough to survive
All that seed needed was a little drink

Aye, speakin' of drink, pass me that tea