Tomorrow's Day

I’ve got pain inside my soul, a grudge or two I should let go.
Some memories, they haunt my head, a couple words I wish I’d never said.

But I’m learning to let go.

I’ve let down my own best friend. Gave my heart to the wrong men.
I’d like to take a few things back, rewrite a few scenes from the past.

I’m still learning to let go.

And maybe then I’ll finally learn
how quick a fire can truly burn,
how loneliness can set you free,
the difference you made in me.
You made in me…

I’ve got hope inside my heart, filled with faith for a new start.
Acceptance running through my veins, breathing in tomorrow’s day.

I’m still learning to let go.

And maybe then I’ll finally learn
how quick a fire can truly burn,
how loneliness can set you free,
the difference you made in me.
You made in me…

I'm still learning to let go. Freedom from regrets
releases freedom to my soul. I'm learning to let go. 

 And maybe then I’ll finally learn 

how quick a fire can truly burn,
how loneliness can set you free,
the difference you made in me.

Proud (Addy's Song)

Every other Friday I make the drive 

to the first small town across the county line 

and grab a cup of coffee while I wait.

I pull in to the front of the school,
wave bye to your teacher when I see you.
As you buckle up, I ask how’s your day. 

And as we pull away, you say,

“I’m so ready for the summer,
I’m so angry that it rained.
Can we stop and get a soda?
What will we do today?”
It’s these little things I live for,
what I hold on to most.
I don’t know if you know,
so I’m telling you now. 

Oh, you make me proud. 

Sometimes the lines can be
a bit blurred in the middle,
but I do my best to try and play my part.

I know you’ve got your mama,
and I would never want to take her place
I’m just glad to have a place in your heart.

And when you hear this song I made, someday,

I hope I’m still there in your future,
I hope you don’t hate my mistakes,
I don’t spend time making excuses,
but I try harder every day
‘cuz it’s these little things I live for,
what I hold on to most.
I don’t know if you know,
so I’m telling you now,
Oh, you make me so proud.


And I know you’ll have a thousand thoughts that I can’t answer.
But I promise I’ll be honest when I try.
And I hope that when you’re grown you’ll look back on me
and smile.

And I hope you’ll call and say,

“I remember when you sang this,
I didn’t know it was for me.
You know I will always love you,
want to grab a bite to eat?”
Cuz it’s those little things I live for,
what I hold on to most. 

I don’t know if you know,
so I’ll tell you now,
Oh, you make me so proud.

Every other Friday, I make the drive
to the first small town across the county line.

November Winds

There’s something new in the air
and its more than the cool winter breeze through my hair,
its captured my mind and my heart and I’m scared
And the rain on my window isn't all that is falling.

There’s a fire burning low,
but the temperature’s already out of control
And I want to believe that we’re taking it slow,
but that’s not the truth and the flames come crawling.

I have never felt a bond this pure, never felt such awe before,
not sure what I’m headed for, but that’s okay.

I’ll throw caution to the cold November winds
because in all my life, I’ve never felt like this
And I can’t help but think that maybe, just maybe,
this time, it might be mine.

There’s something warm in my veins
and its more than the wine on my lips, cherry stained,
It’s soft as my cheek against your pillowcase
It’s here right beside you, just locking fingers.

I’ve never met a man like this, was blown away with just one kiss,
not sure what’s coming next but I know I’ll be okay.

I’ll throw caution to the cold November winds
because in all my life, I’ve never felt like this
I can’t help but think that maybe, just maybe,
this time, it might be mine. 

There's something new in the air...

A Little More Time

There’s no words.
When the burden’s too much
and you want to give up
and there’s no control
over fate and the future,
the world’s too damn cruel but
Please, don’t let go.

Please don’t go.

Sticks and stones, they may break bones
but words can break a spirit.
The meanest voice is our own mind,
and no one else can hear it.
But we’ve still got time,
if you’ll give me just a little more time.

There’s no words.
No, I am not here to try,
I’m not going to change your mind,
and I won’t pretend
but I can’t understand how
if this is the end why is it so grim?

This isn’t the end.

Sticks and stones, they may break bones
but words can break a spirit.
The meanest voice is our own mind,
and no one else can hear it.
But we’ve still got time,
if you’ll give me just a little more time.

There’s no reason why a child should be
forever fifteen in our memory,
No reason why.

Just give us a little more of your time. 

Blue Eyes (Blakely's Song)

Hey there, Blue Eyes. 
Come and tell me, what’s on your mind? 
There’s no way I’d rather spend my time 
than lost in those blue eyes. 

I’ve never seen a blue so true, 
even the sun can’t shine like you. 
I’m so glad that you light up my life 
with those blue eyes. 

Sometimes they may look gray, 
like if you’ve had a rainy day. 
But once the storm clouds roll away, 
my Blue Eyes are here to stay. 

Cuz I’ve never seen a blue so true, 
even the sun can’t shine like you. 
I’m so glad that you light up my life 
with those blue eyes. 

Someday, Blue Eyes, 
I’ll have to leave you when the time is right 
but I’ll wait right there on the other side 
til I see those blue eyes. 

I’ve never seen a blue so true, 
even the sun can’t shine like you. 
I’m so glad that you light up my life 
with those blue eyes. 

Yes, I’m so glad that you light up my life 
with those blue eyes. 

Hey there, Blue Eyes.

All About Us

None of my best friends have a ring on their hands. We go through tanks of gas driving back roads trying to make life make sense. We might forgive but we don't forget, we're slightly vain and dissident and we're all too proud to admit we can't commit. But don't dismiss us yet. We spend more than we make, we're always broke as hell. We focus way too much on everyone but ourselves. We drink too much, don't sleep enough, cuss worse than men and in the end we care more than we should. That's what makes us good. We always have an eye for things that get our hearts in trouble We can't handle our alcohol but we take shots in doubles We dream about the future and waste our time on the wrong men And I would gladly do it all again with my best friends. We eat like shit cuz most of us know how to cook but don't. We make plans to go out on the town knowing full well that we won't. We give our years and countless tears to our careers for just one chance to make a difference. We always have an eye for things that get our hearts in trouble We can't handle our alcohol but we take shots in doubles We dream about the future and waste our time on the wrong men And I would gladly do it all again with my best friends. We pour our heart and soul into foundations that we're building a better life for our family than what we had as children. We're hell on wheels and heels and wills And I would do it all again with my best friends. You won't find us sitting in the pews at Sunday morning service but if you want to grab a drink, I'll tell you all about us.

I Called it Love

It started with a message.
A simple "hello", when my guard was already down
and somehow
it grew from just a whisper.
I called it, "love".

Temptation never tasted
as sweet as the bitter ale passed between my lips.
Without resistance,
I stepped into the flames.
And I called it, "love".  

Your touch scorched my flesh, burned my skin,
The fire caught quick and spread within
You made me feel, dismissed all my fears
And I called it love.

It turned into a blister.
But the wounds were torn open before they could scab.
Over and over,
the tissue was ripped back.
And I called it love.

You wiped up the tears that you made me cry,
You tore down my walls just to build yours up high,
You kissed all the scars that you carved into my heart.
And I called it love.

It started with a message.
A simple "hello", when my guard was already down
and somehow,
it grew from just a whisper.
I found the self worth I forgot that I had.

I packed what I could in black trash bags,
Spend $20 on a half tank of gas,
Once I hit the interstate, I never looked back.
And I called it, "love".