Everybody wanna try to box me in
suffocating everytime it locks me in
paint they own pictures than they crop me in
but I will remain where the top begins
cause I am not a word, I am not a line
I am not a girl that can every be defined

 

When life was nothing more than living for the night
Just trying to steal a kiss on a tailgate of that ride
Good old days don’t wash away
Man, some things they just don’t change
Just like that Georgia clay

 

“Maybe truth is not something that I can possess. Maybe truth is something which possesses me.”
– Jon Foreman

She only smokes when she drinks, she only drinks now and then. Now and then when she’s tired of being let down by men. You can give her a light, but it’s not what you think. Everybody knows she only drinks alone, and she only smokes when she drinks. 

 

So I look in your direction, but you pay me no attention do you? 

I know you don’t listen to me, cause you say you see straight through me don’t you?

 

Stay and watch the stars come out and then the sun as they all fade away. I’ll sing you every song I know if it will make you want to stay and then i’ll say, that I missed you and these words they’ll convince you. I poured through every song I wrote, every line that I’ve cried every note that was spilt with this pen. And every line in every song, they all seemed to come out wrong, until your song.

 

 

She’d trade Colorado if he’d take her with him
Closes the door before the winter lets the cold in,
And wonders if her love is strong enough to make him stay,
She’s answered by the tail lights
Shining through the window pane

 

 

 

Never explain yourself. Your friends don’t 
need it and your enemies won’t believe it.

 

 

You remind me of a time in my life much simpler than this. When loving someone was easy and trust went as far as the words they would say. When you come back into my life, I feel so free again.

 

 

 

I wanna see you again, but I’m stuck in colder weather, maybe tomorrow will be better. Can I call you then? She said, “You’re a ramblin’ man, and you ain’t never gonna change. Got a gypsy soul & you were born for leaving, born for leavin.”

 

And when I close my eyes I see you
No matter where I am
I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines
I’m with your ghost again
It’s a shame about the weather
I know soon we’ll be together
And I can’t wait till then
I can’t wait till then 

 

 

 Not everybody knows how to work my body
Knows how to make me want it
Boy, you stay up on it
You got that something that keeps me so off balance
Baby, you’re a challenge, let’s explore your talent