Today I spent some time
Thinking about a girl over wine.
She’s like a warm summer breeze
With beauty to bring me to my knees.
She likes her hair a deep dark red
And I can’t get her out of my head.
So I’ll think and sit and write and chat
Just to know where we’re at.
And it sucks because she’s my sunshine;
My evergreen girl with a smile so fine,
And I’m just another wood tile on the floor.
Something that she’s unlikely to ever adore.