Blonde-Haired Sunrise

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. I watch 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 wide open sky.

The kind of beautiful that time can't take away. I'd cross every county line