This is a bit rough, and kinda long. But enjoy it if you get through it all =]]

Driving through the hills on the hottest summers day
with a song playing loud over the radio
and I’m singing aloud to every word I know
with my dad in the driver’s seat singing along with me
the windows down with an arm over the side, tapping along the door to the beat
and I knew from the very first time I heard a chord being hit on my mum’s old guitar
that music was in my soul, that music would be my world
and I picked it up at the age of 8, my hands too small to cover the strings
and I strummed and I picked and I knew that music was it.

And I sung love songs loud in my room as the sound bounced off my walls
and I sung love songs so loud and true that I could feel every vibration in my heart
now I don’t know much about love, cause growing up there wasn’t that much
and I know my mama broke my father’s heart the day she walked out
but hers was broken long before the rings came off
long before they couldn’t even talk to each other
and I would give you my mamas ring, but I think she gave it away
to a rundown second hand shop just down the road
got less than what it was worth, that much I know
cause that little circle holds all her memories
but maybe some young bride will have it someday
she’ll twirl and she’ll spin in her white wedding gown
her day to remember, its smiles all around
and all her family and all her friends will say it’s the prettiest she’s ever been
and she’ll be beautiful and glowing as she walks down the aisle
and sees her love standing there smiling
they’ll recite “I do, until I’m cold in the ground”
and they’ll laugh and dance their hearts away
and I’ll sit there and watch and pray
that someday I’ll dance in the middle of that floor
with my friends and my family surrounding us, watching us move
and we’ll do it with elegance as I hold you so close
and move like 2 ballerinas in an old music box that used to sing me sleep every night
and when I had bad dreams my mum would always hold me tight
quietly whispering in my ear “sleep my little one sleep”
and I’d curl up next to her and dream of the day that I could be everything I wanted to be
I’d dream of the day I could sing you to sleep with a lovely lullaby
with your head next to mine as I close my eyes and smile
cause I know it would be real.

I’d give you my mum’s ring, but I think she gave it away
and maybe some beautiful young bride will get it one day
and it will make her happier, yeah it will make her happier.