I told you I loved her, and wanted her so
You just laughed and told me no...

I want to write about Sarah,
I want her to know what it's like...

In night it seems it is my time
time to go away, and not come back...

Alrighty, I wrote myself a country song! I have...

This could just be another fairy tale
Or another dream under night lights...

Everything has been and forever will be
For you, repayment of teaching me...

February, treat me pretty, treat me nice
My love is your virtue, not my vice...

I met you in those early days,
When everything was a blurry haze...

The soldier stood proud
Over the body he had shot...

It starts in the spring, It blooms so bright
Shining young and pretty, in the soft sunlight...

You simply mean the world to me,
and I want everyone to know...

I thought I was right, but I was so wrong,
I thought we had it, you aren't where I belong...