Like the sweet lip I give to this world's tea,
You ice my very soul and complete me.

Like the hilly land of the south that runs red with the blood of the sun at its setting,
I'd love to watch that dark place in our distance shine bright with red of enamor.

Like the field and old country crannie I ran across in the freezing winter's day,
so id run through this yellow prairie looking for your heart to hold always.

Like the flowing rivers of fish and fully-bellied bears,
Comb my hairs that flow through the delta of your fingers and part it to see my eyes wishing for you.

Like the elk of pride lifting its proud head,
I love you is all that could be said.

Like the tall pines and red oaks peeking above the clouds to shake hands with God,
So will I to look above this cloud of smoke to see you staring back at me.

Like the crisp smell of the sea on the beaches of the Carolinas and Florida,
May this southern Soul take you across them to dance in the sea of stars only seen with you, uh-huh.

Like the twang' of our home state and the culture of complete estate over all,
I hope to one day stand tall and boot scootin' boogie my way into your heart.

All this boy is a' hurtin' and nothin' more, sweet sunshine tea of mine.
Wishing, he is I swear, for nothin' more, sweet thang of mine.