Let Me Tell You ’Bout Anna

Let me tell you 'bout her. About a girl that stole my heart.

She's the light behind the storm. A heart that keeps you warm. Eyes bluer than

the Carolina coastline at dawn. Smile like sweet tea, warm,

smooth and easy. Her laughter rings like church bells on a Sunday morn.

She walks the line between grace and sin. A little bit reckless but sweet

as a child. She's my anchor, my shelter, where I know I belong.

Let me tell you 'bout her. She's the reason I breathe. My back road

freedom, my front porch light. The reason I keep pushing every