"The Book" lyrics

No matter how many times I look
That mirror never lies
I never did get over you
And the memories just won't die
There's no pictures on the wall
'Cause I'd see you in every frame

If I ever write the book
I'll speak kindly of your name

When I watched those six white horses
Carry you away
Oh, I wanted to go with you
But the children needed me to stay
We all have a story
And mine has seen some rain

If I ever write the book
I'll speak kindly of your name

There'll be a chapter 'bout your summer dress
Blowing gently in the breeze
I'll tell the part about the day we met
And the night you married me

This place I hold you in my heart
Forever burns a flame

If I ever write the book
I'll speak kindly of your name
If I ever write the book
I'll speak kindly of your name