I wish I was a little more gregarious and outgoing
Waiting for wisdom to open the cage, we forged in the fires of the innocent age.
I don't really pay enough attention to what other people are doing.
For those two years in college I was constantly singing and writing and playing in coffee houses and stuff.
Through the years as the fire starts to mellow, burning lines in the book of our lives. Though the binding cracks and the pages start to yellow, I'll be in love with you.
I fell in love with Nashville. I got lots of work.