Girl, I'm gonna write you a love song
Spurred on; poetry brimming after months of sinning
And girl, you can live and breathe
and it's okay.
Heart, you are beautiful
and worthy
and true
And I'm glad I'm with you.
In fact, the truth is,
there's no place I'd rather be.
Only you can be you,
and that irrevocable delight
that is rejoiced over, sung over, danced over,
and saved.
Yella! That's the truth.
