They Might Be Lost

I'm waiting for the boys to bring the truck in

They should've been here by now

It's way past 4:20 and I'm sitting waiting

For the boys to come get the goods

It's loaded on the porch all ready to go

She wants to know where they are

Looking for the headlights coming through the trees

I'm standing here waiting on the porch

They're coming down the highway, just made the turn

They called to let me know

She's asking me again and the smoke that I burn

Keeps taking me to the old days

Well, the jury is out on the old days, you know

The judgement is soon coming down

I can't quite remember what it was that I knew

I'm waiting on the headlights to come through the snow

The weather's changing, you know

They should've been here about an hour ago

She says that's what she thought

But I can't see 'em and that's all I know

I wonder if they might be lost