I?ve been thinking I should write some kind of love song for you?
Too prove to you I do
It shouldn?t be to hard to write
I?ll just think of that time I first saw you in Omaha
You were stranded on Jackson with a bus fare to who know?s where
I took you in, right, then and there
And life took on a new form
No more stayin out all night
No more killin ourselves just to make ourselves feel alright
No more sleepin with strangers and those awkward goodbyes
I never had much family, never had too many friends