dec 11th

Butterflies in my stomach

Enough to make me fly away

Pretty brown eyes

I seen you from a mile away

But I was on the stage, so I couldn't get your name

But, baby girl, I got your face

Can't believe I lost you in the crowd

I think about you every day

And girl, I won't be here for long

So, baby, if you hear this song, can you come to me?

Pretty brown skin in Houston, I can use your company