sitting at the bar in a nightclub in waco, texas i saw you walk through the room you looked at me with those eyes the sweetest eyes that ever looked upon me and you knew what i was feeling because you felt it to. and i know you love him and i respect that. it's still a drag. to know that you know that i know how we could be together or at least go out a time or two. and it's not your hair, your thighs, or your boobs, it's the fact that you've been the best to me since i came to this goddamn town. what am i doing here? and i want to tell you the rest of all i have to say. there are a few things not written on my face. i've spent years building ice around my heart. and i didn't think it could be melted. but you sure did. and this is not in love, it's more like i want you. not between my sheets, though that'd be nice. here in my arms is all i need to bring me peace. peace love and peace and love...