You look like one big freckle
The way that you are covered
From your head down to your toes
One end to the other

In the tint, shade, and color
Blending perfectly
Pink in pigmentation
All points in between

You look like you're from Florida
Sporting the finest tan
With not an inch of acreage left
In epidermis land

If freckles told a story
In all their sun drenched glory
You would be the greatest read
Of that you have no worries

is there a method to your madness
some point to your plan
a logical set of reasons
why you always have drink in hand

is it used to sooth you
take off the hardened edge
or to escape the voices
that rattle in your head

do you find you need it more these days
than it ever needed you
how long now have you lost count
at just one drink or two

do you wake up and beg forgiveness
from the wretched night before
do you know how long this has gone on
or have you stopped keeping score

in this method to your madness
the point in your plan
your illogical set of reasons
why you hold spilled drink in hand

Seems from the moment I was born
At least far back as I was young
People always asked of me
When I grew up what I wanted to be  

My mind changed throughout the years
Like wind blows from here to there
And all points in-between
How fickle at the time my mind would be

From every job I dreamed I could
There wasn't one I wouldn't love
As the shadows of youth grew long
So did the list I was working on

Until the day that I met you
And all that changed what I wanted to do
When you helped me to find
What I wanted to be when I grew up in life

Now there's no need to search any more
Because what I want to be in life is yours

i know a woman
that never once saw the ocean
never once heard the sound
of the pounding of waves
didn't know how it felt
to be kissed by the sea breeze
i find that rather sad
is all i can say

though she did have
the beauty of the blue ridge
with the breath taken away
by a cold mountain lake
if i never had seen
the same things that she's seen
i think about me
she'd have the same things to say

I'm certainly no theologian
And I know I don't read my bible enough
Still it amazes me how people don't see
The answer to life is God's Love

And how some people blame all their problems
On everything else but themselves
With a wink and a nod, they are quick to judge God
For the poor circumstances they're dealt

They think that God owes them a favor
Not sure where they got that idea from
What have they ever done when it comes to God
But to rely on their own righteousness

And though I am no theologian
I certainly know right from wrong
And that the answer to all of life's problems
Is still the Love of God