It’s been too long since I’ve written a song
My fingers are trembling from the awful sounds
Misspelling words and getting rhymes wrong
These circles I’m walking, with time they’re no more round

If I could write you a song, I would write about love
But because of my incompetence, nothing but crooked teeth erupts
Does it bother you, the stupidity and irrelevance of these words?
Should you cry and run away?

Oh, please stay with me
I'll try harder next time to paint a picture with my words
If you could sit still for me
I'll draw a picture of blue eyes and golden spurs

Oh my western cowboy ride into the sun
Never look back or fear the rain
because I'm on your side. I'll take the pain should you have to run.
Because the flowers on the north side are simply wonderful...

Author's Note

It has been too long...