My Southern Heart

Once upon a time you kept a toothbrush here for me In that too small silver cup on the shelf above your sink It wasn't quite as heavy as a weighted golden ring But it was mine Tangled there we'd sleep under the window cracked just so Enough to let the night air chill the button of your nose Last call 'til the morning you were there for me to hold So many times Oh, my southern heart Always finds a way to tear a damn good thing apart I know some night You'll find another underneath those northern lights In the morning you'll bring coffee to that table by the bed And I'll consider mentioning that book you never read The one I left a year ago that said what needed said About the crime I'll call you from some western town to ask how things have been And blame it on the miles apart that keep us only friends Knowing that the hand that took the life what might have been Is clearly mine Oh, my southern heart Always finds a way to tear a damn good thing apart I know some night You'll find another underneath those northern lights Oh, my southern heart Always finds a way to tear a damn good thing apart I know some night You'll find another underneath those northern lights