your only gurl
i remember that country summer
crickets chirping and lighting bugs
i didnt think you could get any handsomer
we didnt have a care in the world
and i remember all i could think was
i just wanted to be your only gurl
yea, in my cotton dress, hair in a ponytail
truck radio in the background
playing love sounds
going down the dirt road
me sitting in the middle
with your arm around
we didnt have a care in the world
and i remember all i could think was
i just wanted to be your only gurl
fence made of barbwire
cattle guard crossing
find a spot in the pasture
all we had was a guitar
and a campfire
not a care in the world
and i remember all i could think was
i just wanted to be your only gurl
layin in the bed of your truck
listening to the fire crackle
fingers dancin, eyes sparklin
talkin in between our nervous laughter
the stars twinklin
in the background
as you smile over me
waiting patiently
so patiently
not a care in the world
and i remember all i could think was
yea all i can remember is
i just wanted to be your only gurl
yea your only gurl
now here we are
so many years after
and youre still holding my heart
yea your still that boy in the pasture
youre all i care about in the world
and im so thankful now, i got, all i ever wanted
to be your only, honey gurl
sherocks
they say to of loved and lost is better than to have never loved at all...is that the same for writing? to of wrote and never be read is better than to never have wrote at all??? and so here are my writings for all the world to see....love is a universal language, and im sure my heartaches and joys are shared by millions of people everyday, so hopefully you relate to what i have felt. "I was regretting the past and fearing the future. Suddenly God was speaking, "My name is 'I am'". I waited. God continued, "When you live in the past, with its mistakes and regrets, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not 'I was.' When you live in the future, with its problems and fears, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not 'I will be.' When you live in this moment, it is not hard. I am here. My name is 'I am.' As seen on the kitchen wall of Saint Benedict´s Monastery. Who is SheRocks??? Just a gurl who has been through the ups and downs of love and then some :-) These are some of the writings I have written throughout the years, and continually writing.