Song Description

Let's get to know each other. Here's some of my baggage.

Lyrics

I can sing, not a lot, just a little, but I can write these words all day.
I can play one song on the fiddle, but that's the only one I play.
I can think of plenty of lovers, can't remember my own name.
And I have done my best to recover, but they think I'm to blame

I am scared, not a lot, just a little, when I hear "love," I walk away
Not so far, maybe just to the middle of what it was you meant to say.
I have tasted much strong medicine; I have gotten kind of high
But I have never felt so inspired as each time you walk by.

So I have this day to think things over
And I have this day to walk in fields of green
Hope you look my way 'cause I think I know you
And I have this day to think about what true love means.

One more sunrise, one more sky
One more golden chance to fly

I've been hurt, not a lot just a little, by slings and arrows once or twice
I think love is more than a riddle, and I guess love is worth the price.
I know it can turn in a minute - one wrong look and say goodbye
But I will take this wheel and I'll spin it, if I can catch your eye.

'Cause I can sing, not a lot, just a little, but I can write these words all day.
I can play one song on the fiddle, but it's a good tune that I play.
I can open up like a rainbow, I can see a country mile
I would ask you to sit here beside me, and talk for a little while.

'Cause we have this day to think things over
And we have this day to walk in fields of green
Hope you look my way 'cause I think I know you
And I have this day to think about what true love means.