Blonde-Haired Sunrise

I've watched the seasons come and go. Through open fields and winter snow.

But nothing ever quite compares to the way the sunlight finds your hair.

You're laughing on some quiet lake. Holding up the catch you made. And I'm a

thousand miles away. Still falling for you every day. Every picture steals my breath.

Every memory feels like theft. 'Cause you don't even know my name.

But you've been living in my veins. You're my blonde-haired sunrise.

Blue-eyed open sky. The kind of beautiful that time can't take away. I'd cross every

county line just to see you smile one time. Girl,